Be Careful, Dada!

After we picked up Troy from daycare today, we decided to stop at the pond near the church and see the geese. Not trusting Troy near the water or to not chase the geese, I put him up on my shoulders. He enjoyed bouncing along up there, gripping my neck with one hand and occasionally slapping my head with the other. As we got close to the water I stopped to show Troy the turtles. All of a sudden he gripped my head tightly with both hands and said, “Be careful, dada!” I replied that I was being careful. And he repeated his wisdom to me. “Be careful, dada!” I guess he was afraid that I was going to drop him into the pond…and that was a loooong way down there.