There was a time when my daughter was first born that someone told me that I’d be wrapped around her finger until Prince Charming put a ring on it. And although that may be true, that doesn’t mean I give in to her every whim or buy every toy she’s seen an infomercial. But after seeing this picture, I may have to reconsider.
Just look at this kid. Looks like daddy’s been letting her watch too many Ronda Rousey fights. I’m all for father-daughter bonding, especially when dads hobbies have an equal representation as magical tea parties and rescuing baby jaguar – but when your kid’s legs are more lethal than your mother in-law’s meatloaf, if might be time to turn off the MMA and pull out the Pretty, Pretty Princess.