On our way to a friend's house yesterday, M and I passed a little girl in the sunday class D and I teach. We stopped to say hi (and wave excitedly...she's 4), exchanged "happy new year" with her dad, then went along our way. M mentioned that she'd seen the pair in the courtyard before, and each time, the girl was always babbling along, with the Dad patiently going "uh-huh" every 15 seconds or so. this is also the state of things in class...she's our master tangent-er. she's adorable, don't get me wrong, but requires a lot of attention and must take an infinite amount of patience at home.
C: [laughing] "watch, this is what my daughter will be like..."
M: ["hehe"-ing mischievously] "it would serve you right :p...that was what you were like when you were a baby huh."
C: "mmm...yeah. i talked before i walked. or crawled. i think i was pretty much an immobile blabbing blob."
Oh dear. Hopefully, D's genes will help ameliorate some of this.
(p.s. HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!)
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