"Hi."
She clearly and concisely said this to a lady who crouched down to her level and offered her greetings. We were in the waiting room of the pediatric dental office after we'd been at the pediatrician's office where Liesel and Brigitta got their fair share of pricks and all three girls were measured, interviewed and prodded. Days like this wear me out but I would much rather have a miserable day of pediatric and dental appointments for all the girls at once than spread them out.
Brigitta was happily crawling around and playing with toys when a very kind woman checked in for one of her two sons. The youngest spied Brigitta's half-finished bottle and made a bee line for it. She quickly redirected him and handed an identical bottle which he took for a moment, threw to the side and again made a bee line for Brigitta's bottle. She caught him just before he made contact and we laughed over it. Then she looked Brigitta in the face and cheerfully said, "Hi!" to which Brigitta immediately responded.
And it was a good day.
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