Daddy's Panties

Tess and I were at Walmart yesterday, and I was picking up new undershirts for Tim. As I was looking for the right size, Tess was grabbing packs of bright red boxer-briefs and trying to toss them in the cart.

She kept pointing to the man's junk saying "Das Daddy! Das Daddy!"

Then when I'd take them away from her to put them back on the shelf, she freaked out and kept yelling "I want Daddy's panties!!! I want Daddy's panties!!!"