Last night we had the missionaries from our church over for dinner. I told Chloe earlier in the day that they were coming. When they arrived they were sitting in the other room and Chloe came into the kitchen and said, "Mommy, where are the missionaries?" I said-"that's them in the other room."
And she said, "Noooooooooo....those are Daddies!"

Do I love that all grown men are Daddies?
Yes I do.