Musings

So yes, my kids are outgoing. This is not new information. I have spoken about this before. But I must say, it surprises even me sometimes.

Like a recent party we went to as a family. B and I knew only one person at this entire party. It was filled with people - mostly adults - and as you do when you know no one, you tend to find a person and make random small talk. Not K1 and K2. They marched themselves around to meet everyone they saw - bumming treats, sitting in laps, petting dogs, sneaking off to other parts of the house to 'explore.' You name it, they were up for it - with anyone who would take them. By the time we left they knew everyone. And everyone knew them.

Or the other day, when taking advantage of a (finally!) warm day without wind, I was driving with each of the kids' windows rolled down. We had stopped at a red light, and before the light turned green they knew the driver next to us was named Richard and that he was headed to the post office. Richard, in turn, was treated to each of their names and the fact that they had been to the fountains that day and had just woken up from naps and we were running some errands. It was a lovely conversation shouted between the two cars and Richard, wherever you are, thank you SO much for indulging them.

These are the moments that I treasure, and these are the personalities I have been gifted. Am I the biggest lottery winner on the planet, or what?