I was recently walking a little boy down the hall toward his dad.  The toddler wrapped each of the little fingers of one hand around a single finger of my own, focused on getting to his Daddy.  He wants to be with Daddy wherever he is and keep him in his sight.  As I was walking the boy down the hall, his Dad was calling to him, looking at him and smiling,  “Come to Daddy.”  He was walking WITH me, but I was clearly nothing more than his vehicle to get to his dad.