A beautiful book that would make a lovely gift for the father of the bride…  ~ Sheila

Babies come in two kinds-boys and girls. We know that going into parenthood. Still, most dads get a little nervous when the nurse places in their arms a tiny bundle. They can relate to boys…football, toy trains, etc. A girl, on the other hand…well let’s be honest. What in the world does a father do when he’s invited for imaginary tea? Robert Wolgemuth puts these anxieties to rest, relating all the wonderful times that are waiting to be hand with a special little lady-your daughter. He focuses on what works, like “reading riddle books” and tenderness; and what doesn’t, like comparing her to other girls and harsh punishment. Best of all, this is a book about making an investment in the life of a little girl who, some day, will become one of her daddy’s closeset friends.

My Thoughts:  This was a different read for me for several reasons.  One it is written for a father.  I am not a father.  It is about fathers and daughters.  I also do not have any daughters.

What is amazing about a book like this is that I dont have to be a father or have daughters to appreciate what Robert Wolgemuth is writing about here.   In She Still Calls Me Daddy, Robert really brings his own personal stories to life here, as he shares with great passion and faith about having daughters, raising daughters, and then letting them go.  I really enjoyed this book and as someone who never had the opportunity to have my father walk me down the aisle or have my dad meet my husband… it was bittersweet as to a relationship we could have had.

I think this book would make a wonderful gift for the father who is soon giving away his daughter.

This book was sent to me for review by Thomas Nelson