Ryann has been calling any man she sees "daddy" lately....which makes for some awkward situations. Today we were in line at the post office and Ryann was dancing/twirling. She stopped mid-twirl and turned behind me and said to a very nice, African American man..."Come on, Daddy let's dance. C'mon Daddy dance, dance" The man seemed startled at first and then laughed it off saying,"Oh, I dance....but just not in a post office"
Such a nice man
Such an odd kid (sometimes);)