The KidZone

When I picked up my daughters from the KidZone at the Y today, a little boy stood at the doorway, smiled at me, and said, "Hi, Daddy."
Me: Uhh.
Kid: Hi, Daddy.
Me: Hi. I'm not your daddy, but hi.
Kid: (looks at KidZone worker, points at me, and whispers with conviction) Daddy.
Me: 😮
I think the Y is running a Twilight Zone. 🙃

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