Pretty much since day one, Marissa has been 100% Daddy's girl. He used to come home around 2 or 3 am from driving milk truck and climb in bed. He would put his arms around me and she would move over so that she was resting against his hands. It was cute, but kind of annoying too because she would wriggle around and be awake for a while after that which made it tough for me to get back to sleep :) She smiled at Daddy first, said his name first, and when she was upset, it took some lovin' from Daddy to settle her down. Today, she is still Daddy's girl and I'm fairly certain it doesn't matter how big she gets, she is still going to find a way to fit on his lap :)
(And yes, she is really passed out. She played really hard during her soccer game!)