I have a short story for you, but first, there's this:
We ran into my friend Sarah at the park yesterday. She is an amazing photographer. She can even make a moody baby look radiant!
O.k., so today I was having coffee with a friend. As we walked to our cars, I said 'Tell Mama's friend bye-bye' and 'Say bye-bye to Miss Diane'. Both suggestions were met with a glare of disdain. It was a look that clearly said 'I'm not your performing monkey, Mother'.
Instead of immediately getting into our cars, we lingered and finished up our chat in a sort of 'oh, and another thing I forgot to tell you' manner. Lily Ruth finally tired of our foolishness and started saying 'Bye... bye friend... bye dy-knee... bye... bye friend...' whilst waving furiously and attempting to tug me toward the car (I was holding her, so that was futile :-P). Adorable, non?
So straightforward. So impatient. I have no idea where she gets it...