Okay, maybe Reid’s Daddy isn’t a rock star but Reid was definitely acting like a groupie around him for the first couple days that he was back. Only Daddy was capable of helping her choose clothes or get dressed. Daddy needed to change seats at the table so that he could sit beside Reid (though not in *my* seat, it seems I have retained the right to sit within range of her messy hands). And the fact that her daddy was back had to be discussed often. At bedtime, especially, once the door is closed Reid asks about where Daddy is and what he might be doing. She’s a groupie, all right, but not quite a stalker.