Jill - ah, those stereotypes, lol

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Thank You antonia and cindy

. Since I was pretty much cornered, I admitted that I am her dad, which made for an awkward pause - during which I assume, she was going mentally through all possible explanations - and ended with standard ones - oh, I am so sorry (please dont, You are not the first person actually. It just.. tends to happen) - it must be Your hair then and that "You both were interacting in such a soft and tender manner".
Actually, kiddo tends to be quite rough in her expressions but yes, I am noticing that I am not really treating her like a dad (unless she really gets me and I grab her and start tickling and scrunching - sometimes she really deserves that though she loves that part as hell

). And I suspect, I have no idea how to treat daughter like a dad, because those examples I have seen in kindergarten... they suck, they really do. Seriously, what the hell is wrong with those guys - they barely mutter a couple of words, just issue orders and that's it. Are they really so much afraid to show some affection into their child lives or this is the damn society and its standards of masculine behaviour to blame?
Anyway, I am starting to learn those lessons and though I have not officially went full-time, today in the office I am wearing female hoodie, female jeans and Doc Marten's (well, that one is pretty considered unisex - my feet have shrunk even more and I can squeeze into EU size 40 shoes, yay!) - and I am wearing female active sportswear cycling jacket as well. So far nobody seems to give a damn about - neither at the office, on the streets or in the shopping malls.