My best friend Nancy and I took our kids to the amusement park—me with my 6-year-old daughter, her with her 5-year-old son. After a fun day, we stopped for ice cream. While chatting, I showed Nancy a few photos from our recent vacation—just me, my husband, and our daughter. Her son suddenly pointed at one picture and said, “THAT’S DADDY!” Nancy laughed and said, “No, sweetie, that’s not Daddy,” and turned the phone away. But he insisted, “It is! He came last week and brought me a teddy bear.” She laughed again, but I felt uneasy. I pulled up a photo of my husband alone and showed it to him—despite her protests. He looked straight at it and said, “That’s him. He told me not to tell.”
Nancy and I exchanged glances, both trying to smile though our confusion lingered. I reminded myself that children often mix up faces, especially when they’re excited or overwhelmed by a day full of rides, noise, and sugar. Still, there was something in her son’s tone—an earnestness too steady for simple mistaken identity.
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