Daddies and (are) Babies

Why are men such great big babies? Especially when it comes to their daughters. Case in point - last night, Dave took Sarah to bed at her 8:00 bed time. She of course, got out of her bed for some mundane reason - I think she had a hang nail. We told her to go get back in her bed. She cried, but she went. She came back about 10 minutes later wanting her seahorse. We told her to get back in bed. She SCREAMED. This girl has some freaking lungs, let me tell you. Dave kept telling her to knock it off or he was taking the toys out of her bed. She continued to scream. He finally took her to her room and took her toys. She threw the worst fit for about 10 minutes. Im talking kicking, screaming, throwing things - I dont know where she gets that temper from. So since Sarah was mad at Daddy, daddy was mad at the world. He pouted the rest of the night. And me, being the kind sensitve soul I am, might have made things worse. I went into Sarah's room after she stopped crying to talk to her. Once I explained some things to her, I asked her if she wanted a kiss and hug. She nodded. Then I asked her if she wanted to go give daddy a kiss and hug ... she said no. Was it mean of me to tell Dave that?