Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Molly is a people person - in a big way. No one is off limits. She will walk up to any stranger that comes across her path and say "Hello!" with increasing obnoxiousness until that stranger is forced to utter an awkward "uh, hi" in reply. She has screamed "Hello Peoples!" from atop Matt's shoulders in the middle of a crowded farmers market. She will sing and dance on anything that looks like a stage in front of any amount of people. She is even adept at cracking jokes when there are lulls in conversation at parties. She is the exact opposite of the person I would be in all of these situations and she is constantly challenging my inner hermit. But there are times when I really appreciate her exuberant personality. She makes me laugh heartily and often. And I have a great example from today's adventures. We were walking in the gardens at the farmers market and made it over to the hands sculpture where another two year old was playing. Molly walked proudly up to the little girl, threw her arm around her and loudly declared that they were friends. I have never seen a two year old look so confused. The girl didn't move but looked at Molly like "what is her deal?" Fast forward a few minutes and, while Molly and I were searching for bugs, the little girl started playing with another girl that she obviously knew. Well Mo turned around, threw her hands on her hips, squinted her eyes, and shook her finger at the girl and said "Hey! You're my friend. I see you over there!." And that poor little two year old girl looked more exasperated than I have ever seen a two year old look. She knew Molly's tone meant she was in trouble, but she couldn't for the life of her figure out why she was being scorned by an unfamiliar two year old. And then she looked at the strange girls crazy mother who was laughing heartily at the scene. Poor child. I'm sorry. My child is a quirker. She makes me laugh. Heartily and Often.