My husband is tall, and white, and looks older than his age. He doesn’t drive a box truck and he’s not known for his heavily processed, and packaged, baked goods. He wears a suit to work and he still has (most of a good amount of) his hair, and yet my daughter regularly mistakes all sorts of people for her father.

The people she’s called “Daddy”:

• Martin Luther King, Jr.
• The Pillsbury Doughboy
• Derek Hough
• The UPS man
• The (completely bald) dad of one of the little girls on her playgroup.
• The little boy on the front of her YoToddler yogurts.
• The (much, much, much) older gentleman on a scooter in line with us at Price Chopper.
• The garbage man.
• The teenager organizing check-in at Albany Flight.
• John Travolta
• Hideki Matsui