Kids love those toys. At least all mine do (especially when they are coated in flu virus germs at the Doctor's office)
Her mom was sitting off to the side, foot rocking baby sis in her car seat. She'd been born a few days before Christmas and they'd only made it out of the hospital on Christmas eve - just in time to put their stockings out for Santa Clause. How do I know this?
Because I asked.
I'm one of those nosy waiting room occupants. I can't just keep myself to myself. I get bored. I start to fidget. And I find myself grinning inanely, if I catch a stranger's eye. Once I've reeled them in I start asking impertinent questions.
This is much easier to do with kids, which is convenient seeing as though I'm even nosier since I became a conversation deprived SAHM (just call me nosy Josie!)
