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.