No Mas Mist

Tonight, we went to dinner at a nearby Mexican restaurant and sat out on the patio since, a) it was a frigid 95 degrees, and, b) there were misting fans to keep us nice and comfortable.

But there appeared to be one member of our party of four who was a little, shall we say, suspicious, of the mist.

Don't worry, little love, Daddy will protect you.

And someday when you're old and perhaps hormonal, you'll super duper appreciate those misters.

Pinky swear.

;)