Don't freak out, man!

So this morning I was trying my best to give Kara a beautiful hairdo for the day, but she just wouldn't cooperate and was wiggling all over the place.  The more she wiggled, the more exasperated I was getting - finally I say (rather forcefully) "stop freaking out, man!"

To which my two-year old responds "No Mommy - I'm not a man".

You're right.  I'm sorry :)