Taylor Swift Makes Me Wish My Daughter Would Never Grow Up

I like to make my little girl smile. I accomplished this goal by scoring tickets to the Taylor Swift concert. My daughter, Nee, is a huge Taylor Swift fan and her faced beamed when I flashed the tickets in front of her face.

In the weeks leading up to the concert, Nee listened to Taylor Swift’s music constantly. I spied her singing and dancing in her room as she got ready for bed at night. Even though, I wasn’t a huge Taylor Swift fan, her enthusiasm made me excited about the concert. A few days before the show, I bought a couple of her albums to familiarize myself with her music. After a few replays of Fearless and Speak Now, I was eager to share my new found appreciation for Taylor Swift with my daughter.

“I’ve memorized all of Taylor Swift’s lyrics and I’m ready to sing along at the concert,” I said. Nee continued reading her book and pretended not to hear me. I belted a few verses of Love Story and Nee bolted to her feet.

“Daddy,” she pleaded. “Please don’t sing at the concert.”

“Why not?” I asked. “You’re supposed to sing at a concert.”

“My friends may be there and I don’t want you embarrassing me,” she said.

“If I don’t sing, what am I supposed to do?”

“Just sit there and be quiet.”

“I won’t make any promises,” I said. Nee sighed and mumbled something about having her mom take her to the concert next time.

On the day of the concert, my daughter forgot about being embarrassed and simply decided to have fun with her dad. She didn’t even mind when I sang along.

The most special part of the concert occurred when Taylor Swift played an acoustic set on a small stage. I nearly shed a few tears as she sang a song called Never Grow Up.

 Your little hand’s wrapped around my finger

And it’s so quiet in the world tonight

Your little eyelids flutter cause you’re dreaming

So I tuck you in, turn on your favorite night light

To you everything’s funny, you got nothing to regret

I’d give all I have, honey

If you could stay like that

As I listened to that verse, my daughter’s entire life flashed before my eyes. I remembered the first time I held her, her first steps, her first day of school and all of the other significant milestones.

Oh darling, don’t you ever grow up
Don’t you ever grow up, just stay this little
Oh darling, don’t you ever grow up
Don’t you ever grow up, it could stay this simple
I won’t let nobody hurt you, won’t let no one break your heart
And no one will desert you
Just try to never grow up, never grow up

I was especially touched when Swift sang the line, “Memorize what it sounded like when your dad gets home.” I travel for work quite often and I miss my family when I’m away. The best part of the week is when I return home and the kids run to greet me at the door. “DADDY!!!!!” They scream as they hug me tight and cover me with kisses.

I placed my arm around my daughter’s shoulder and pulled her close to me. Although there were 42,000 Taylor Swift fans surrounding us, it felt like my daughter and I were the only ones in the stadium. I know that the time will come when she won’t think it’s cool to attend a concert with her dad, but I savored that moment and wished it could last forever.

Stay Strong,




Check out my music blog Six String Theories for a full review of the concert.


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Frederick J. Goodall

Frederick J. Goodall is the founder of Mocha Dad - a parenting website focused on fatherhood. He is passionate about parenting and helping men to be great dads, husbands, and role models. You can contact him at or on Twitter at