The Nice Thing About Strangers

Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.

Mother, May I…

The tiny toddler girl takes a long draw on her carton of milk. She concludes with a loud “Ahhhh” of alleged refreshment. She grins at her mother. She tugs at her pink t-shirt adorned with ruffles and hearts and adjusts her purple shoes before putting her elbows on the table. The little girl gazes at people seated nearby. She watches an old man reading a newspaper for a long time, as if she is reading over his shoulder or trying to break his gaze toward her adorableness. He doesn’t crack, so she loses interest.

Her mother passes over a portion of a raisin bagel, and the girl sits up on her knees in the booth. She requests something. Her mother adds a smear of cream cheese. Her mother comprehends their conversation perfectly. Though none of their cafe neighbors can make out the little girl’s murmurs, the mother and daughter enjoy their lunch and trade smiles. They share a bagel and an understanding.

-Colorado.

My niece Savannah. Not eating bagels yet, but one day... :)

My niece Savannah. Not eating bagels yet, but one day… 🙂

6 comments on “Mother, May I…

  1. ksbeth
    August 2, 2013

    sweet

  2. joannerambling
    August 3, 2013

    Yes us mums and nanna understand out little ones better then anyone else

    • 🙂 Hi Joanne! I love to see how my mother interacts with my nieces. It is a truly unique and special connection. –Paige

  3. butimbeautiful
    August 8, 2013

    Yep, that’s such a nice little scene. Reminds me of when my teenager was a baby. She’s still cute though.

    • I’m glad you have had that sort of moment. Since I’m not a parent, I have to guess, but a lot of these connections seem clear! And lovely!

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