"Hello. My name is...." "Bye. See you later."
I know someday, those greetings will flow naturally out of our children's mouths. But for now, we are left with much more creative responses.
Farmer Boy, age 7, stuck his tongue out at someone he didn't know when the gentleman spoke to him at a store. The man is someone I know, so let's just say that was pretty embarrassing. Farmer Boy was lucky he was in public. Otherwise, well....
Usually he and the Princess just smile. Or hide behind me.
Cookie Monster (just one month shy of age 3) has the best response lately:
"Hi turd!" This is generally shouted. Although yesterday at church, he did say softly to a friend: "Hi turd."
However, the volume shot straight up when we left the paint-your-own pottery place recently. Luckily, the clerk was a young teenage girl and didn't quite have a degree in baby-speak yet.
But Cookie Monster shouted (rather plainly I thought): "Bye turd!" I quickly grabbed his hand and escorted him to the car.
Someday, that fine greeting will come. Probably when I'm sobbing too much to understand as he pulls out of the driveway on his way to college....
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