Dad and daughter

The littlest one has been complaining about a particular boy in her school. Apparently, this boy has been taunting and teasing her in class and on a daily basis. There's always a story about him every single day. The stories include the boy using her crayons/pencils/eraser, or taking her ruler (which was later found at the bottom of her school bag) and making faces at her.

The husband, leaping into his (over)protective-dad mode is asking me to write a letter to her teacher, demanding that this boy be removed from the class. Don't ask me why *I* have to write that letter, since *he's* the one who feels so strongly about it.

I keep telling Sara that she could move away from the boy whenever he comes close to her, or tell the teacher if he starts bugging her. And the husband chimed in telling her to tell the boy that her dad is the world's strongest dad, so he best stop messing around.

I want my kids to grow up being able to fend for themselves. I also want them to know that there are people they can get help from, but most of all, find solutions that will help them.

The husband shares this view. But to him, Sara will always be his little girl. Always needing protection, always needing him. And if you see them together, sharing a quiet joke or just enjoying each other's company, you'll know why he feels this way.