My baby's hero

So this morning, Josie was playing at the desk in the playroom, happily toying with her dollhouse and Little People. Suddenly she screeches, "BUG! BUG! Daddy, bug!!" So her dad goes over and "squishes" it, and then goes into the kitchen to get a paper towel to pick up the dead bug with. Once inside the kitchen, however, Josie screams at the top of her lungs, "DADDY - BUG! GET ME!!" (translation: Daddy, the bug is gonna get me!) So he runs back in, scoops up the bug, flushes it, and comforts her. Aaaaaaaand... that's ALL she's been talking about ALL DAY. To ANYONE who will listen! She talked to her papaw on the phone and told him: "Pa, BUGGY. Daddy buggy. Get me! Scare me!! [and this last, said with great relief] DADDY." Same thing when we picked her sisters up from school... "Sissy - BUGGY. Get me. DADDY." Like she wasn't already attached to him enough, now he is - quite literally - her hero. :D