Small Talk

I’m not good at small talk but my 22 month old daughter seems to be mastering it quite well at such a young age.

Here’s what happened the other day when Tamsin and her Dada was waiting-in-line to pay at the shop.  Woman says to Tamsin: Hello, what a pretty girl.  Tamsin:  (points to the ceiling) Sun gone!

Woman:  (surprised) Yes, it is!  What a pity, the day started out so well and now it’s raining.

Then woman turns to her Dada and says “aww, she’s so cute!” and they do the obligatory small talk.  Tamsin not wanting to be left out of the conversation interrupts them and says “Rain stopped!”

Filed under Little Lessons

I'm a part-time writer, full-time mother and dog-walker living in a small English village by the sea with my husband, daughter and a dog named Doc.

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