"Daddy" v. "Doggy"

Today the weather was awesome!! Beautiful blue sky...warm sunshine...perfect breeze...you get it, right?

So I get off work and go pick Dyl up at daycare. Nice hot day, windows down. We are sitting at a stop light and there is a man there waiting to cross the street. Sitting obediently at his side is a gorgeous black dog. Maybe a Newfie. Big anyhow. Dyl gets really excited (she LOVES dogs) and screams out "DAWDY! DAWDY! DAWDY!" She didn't just say it loudly. She didn't just yell. She SCREAMED AS LOUD AS SHE COULD!

To the untrained ear, this sounds exactly like "DADDY! DADDY! DADDY!" This poor guy is right flippin' next to us! And she's pointing. Not at the guy, but at his dog. But he got really, um, let's say uneasy with the whole thing (guilty conscious?!?) Now, instead of waiting to cross the street, he's urging the dog on down the sidewalk trying to get away from the screaming baby as fast as he can without looking super obvious and absolutely NOT looking over his shoulder.

The entire episode took only a few seconds, but it struck me as absolutely hilarious! To be the parent of a toddler is to learn to take the embarrassment dealt by the hand of your child with extreme grace!