This is one for the record books. My 3 year old son was taken to vacation bible school by a friend. It was being held at their church the week of Father's Day. On the final night the parent's of each child were invited to come and see what they had worked on all week. Upon entering, my son's teacher pulled me immediately to the side, separating me from my husband and looking a bit embarrassed she asked if my husband was the child's father. I answered yes and she looked relieved and then she said, “I am so confused. When I asked Alexander to make a Father's Day card for his dad he asked me which of his 3 daddies was he supposed to make it for?” Startled , I called my son over and asked him why he had said that. He quickly explained that he had a dad and two granddads so that makes three daddies. I smiled but when I looked back at the teacher again she touched my arm and said in a hushed tone, “ Please, forgive me for judging you, I thought you simply slept around alot!”