Harumph

Out at dinner, while Jennifer and Lucy are in the restroom, a toddler walks by our table. Seeing Kathleen he waves and loudly says “Hi!”

Kathleen looks at the little boy and offers a cheerless “Hi.”

The child’s parents are now emerging from their booth. They smile at their child and tell him, “Say goodbye!”

“GOODBYE!!!” the toddler practically yells.

Kathleen stares blankly.

I elbow her in the ribs. “Say: Goodbye.” Kathleen makes a pathetic effort at smiling and says: “Goodbye.”

After the boy and his family shuffle off, Kathleen turns to me: “Sorry, I’m not good at talking to children.”

It’s official, my nine year old daughter is a grumpy old man.

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