"DADDY!"

Every time Mikey and I enter Hannaford, our local grocery store, we always follow the same routine. We walk into the entrance way, pick a shopping cart, insert the grocery cart "protector" (for lack of a better term), I strap Mikey in and we are on our way. The past two weeks have been different. Recently when we walk in Mikey will yell in a very excited tone...."DADDY!". (As a side note: we primarily visit the grocery store when Michael is working so I was baffled by the connection between Daddy and the supermarket.) It can be a little awkward when strangers turn to look at you and your child calling them "Daddy". Then today it all made sense. I noticed that there are pictures of the managers of the different departments hanging on the wall right when we walk in. It just so happens that 2 of these men are bald. Mikey looked at the pictures, smiled, pointed and yelled his famous "DADDY!". Mystery solved!