My father likes to pick out my clothes even though i'm a teenage boy
Ever since my mother stopped dressing me when I was little, my dad has been doing it. When I was around 5, he would dress me when I had to go to bed, but he didn't want my mother to find out, so I never said anything and neither did he to her. He stopped dressing me around when I turned 12. Instead he began to pick out a set of clothes and put them out for me. Shortly after entering junior high, I began to feel uncomfortable with this, but kept wearing the outfits he chose for me since apparently they are really trendy and I had gotten compliments that my clothes always suited me. And usually around the time my dad sees me wearing the clothes he picked out for me, he will ruffle my hair, or pet my head, and other things like that. So I became ok with it again, quickly, and continued to keep it a secret. My father and I have a very close relationship. He always tells me he loves me, he buys me gifts often, and he makes sure to spend quality time with me as soon as he finishes his work. He's an architect so he's usually home for his job, and on the weekends we spend most of our time together, but I don't mind since my dad is pretty cool and gets along with my friends and let's me go out when I want. But usually I don't since it makes him happy when I'm with him, and that makes me happy too.
But last week I came back from my bestfriend's sweet 16, and it was night but not too late. So I went into my room and on my bed where my dad usually puts my clothes was a uniform. A Nazi uniform. And I went to ask my dad what it was and why it was there. It was really confusing and not like my dad at all. He came into my room with me and told me it was because I would look good in it and he wanted to see me wearing it. But I told him I didn't want to. And then he said how much trouble he went through getting it for me and he looked sad, so I felt guilty and agreed to wear it. But this time he dressed me himself, physically, which he hadn't done for years. And after he was finished he started saying how handsome I looked and how much he loved me. And then he got down to my level and hugged me, and he started smoothing back my hair and giving me kisses all over my face. We haven't talked about it since but the uniform is still in my closet and I don't know what to do. My dad isn't gay, my mom and dad can barely stay off each other most of the time. And my dad normally kisses me like that, just a quick peck on the lips, or he strokes my cheek, but I liked it so I never said anything, and I think he would stop if I asked him to. Is my dad being incestual or does he just love me a lot? is it normal for my dad to do something like this?