Who's Yer Daddy?

Kenny and I were at the store one day recently getting some necessities and I always make him help me. This helps the whole grocery shopping experience and he loves feeling like he's contributing. So he's sitting in the cart taking all the things I give him and arranging them just so and anytime we pass a lady he'll point and say " Mommy", to which I'll reply " Yes, that probably is someone's Mommy". But lately he's taking a liking to pointing and calling every male he sees Daddy. It will often evoke chuckles from the men passing by but it always embarresses me. Naturally I correct him and tell him that that's not his daddy but he continues to do it anyways. Well, it was all fun and games till the black gentleman behind us in the check out line. He was at least 50 something, and looked like he had a rough life. Anyways, Kenny was helping me put everything up on the counter when he stopped, turned to the man, pointed and loudly exclaimed " DADDY!" The man's eyes got big, and his head immediately went down, and I immediately turned every shade of red you could think of. I think I mumbled an apology while throwing bags as fast as I could in the cart. It's better then the time my friend's daughter decided to take off her clothes in the middle of McDonalds and streak. But I have a feeling Kenny's not far off. Kids.