If it was my daughter, I would move Heaven, Earth, Hell, and everything else to get her the money. I'd do things like sell plasma or . . . yes, sperm to get her the money, after I tapped out every relative and every other option. (My wife has some rather well-off relatives, too.) As I type this, she's staring at the TV, watching Max & Ruby on Noggin. She's quite the charmer now. When she hits 21 again (years this time--not months), she's gonna break a handful of hearts, and be able to shoot to defend herself to boot.