If God looks at me like I look at you

I was holding my 9 day old Emmylou this morning before work for about an hour.
I had already read a few chapters of the bible and was thinking about it and praying as I held her when the above thought came to mind.
I hate leaving Chrissy and her to go to work, even though I am thankful I have a job and get to provide for Chrissy to stay home with Emmy. It still kills me to see her there sleeping and know that I can't be with her all day and I am going to miss so much of her development over time, just being at work, not to mention all the time I spend hanging out with people from church (when she can't come with me anyway).
Its comforting to know that God longs to spend time with us, so much so that he came to live inside of us. Psalm 139 says he thinks about us as much as there are grains of sand. I think about Emmylou a lot, but not that much. I get distracted and annoyed and proud and selfish, God doesn't. He just looks at us, and muses about us, longs for the day we are united eternally with him.
I'm thankful God is a better father to me than even I long to be with her. He will never fail us, never stop loving us, never get too tired or annoyed. He always wants to hold us near to him and is interested in every movement we make.
As a flawed, not-good human, I love Emmylou and only want whats best for her. I want to comfort her when she is crying and I want to clean her when she makes a mess. God loves us much more than we will ever love anything.