Uncontrollable laughter from the perspective of a Daddy's girl

Daddy. The one word that can truly light up a little girl's face. Yes, there are many people that can bring joy to a little girl, but truth be told, there is something about her daddy that brings an emotion out in her that I personally don't believe there is a word invented for.

The other day Iw as feeling horribly sad because some plans I made had fallen apart last minute and I had taken a large amount of time to get ready and get excited for it. Feeling rather glum and seeing as both of my roommates were not at home, I wanted to call home to vent. Being Italian, I find I am always in need of an emotional venting session....just FYI. So, that being said, I called home and my dad answered. He picked up the phone and immediately started making me feel better before he even knew I was upset, with some comment such as "HELLOOOOO my princess!" I was already feeling better.

I was going to attempt to not let him know I was upset and just try to talk and hopefully feel better by the end. Trying to hide my sadness, my dad instantly picked up on it and was instantly worried about me. I told him I didn't know how they could always pick up instantly on if I was feeling down. So I explained my situation to him and he listened intently.

There is something you must know about my father. He is an ideal "expressive." He makes everyone feel better and tries to make everyone laugh. If he finds one pathway of humor, he will keep it going for as long as it is still funny to the listener.

You need a little bit of background information for this to make sense, and even then, you may not quite understand the hilarity. We have some inside jokes in our family. I am pretty good and imitations and when we all watched "Series of Unfortunate Events" together, there were several lines I continue to reenact to this day. One is "My name is Stefano. I am an Italian man." The other is "It's Captain Sham, YOUR NEW GUARRRRDIANNNN."  For some reason, our family became somewhat obsessed with these lines, and continue to say them to this day.

Back to the story, I finished telling my father why I was so upset. First, he made me feel better saying things like "Madison, this is one night out of tons more, don't be upset about one night" and "Maybe something bad would have happened if you had gone and it's better for you to stay in tonight," etc.  So now that I was realistically thinking about how unimportant it was for me to go out that night, I was being more logical and less emotional about everything. 

While making me feel better, my dad started inexplicably using our inside joke lines (stated above), but was changing the words to pertain to my situation. I honestly cannot tell you exactly what was said, but I remember one thing, the uncontrollable laughter and joy I felt.  I was laughing so hysterically that he kept making the jokes and cleverly changing the words to keep describing my situation. He turned the whole situation into a funny memory for me. I remember not feeling sad, but feeling so loved and cared for that I still laugh at it today thinking back. My dad left me in the most ideal mood to get on with my night, do a little studying, and watch a movie with my best friend when she got home. It ended up being quite the perfect evening, and I owe it all to the therapeutic laughter incurred by my father.