"Bea-ya"

A couple of days ago Bridger and I were at the post office waiting in line to mail a DVD of pictures off to one of my clients. After waiting a VERY long time, we were finally next and patiently waiting behind the line to be called up. Being helped at the station directly in front of us was a black couple and the man was a little bit on the portly side. In his 1-year old wisdom, Bridger looked up, saw him, pointed directly at him and said, "Bea-ya" ('Bear'). I did my best to control my laughter but lost it once we made it back to the car. In fairness...the man did look an awful lot like Bridger's Mr. Bear. ;) Apparently we need to get out a little more.