We were late for school. Shoes were on, jackets were zipped. I grabbed the talker to walk out the door. She firmly ripped from my hands and sat down on the steps.
Me: "Honey, we have to go. We are going to be late for school."
C (via talker): "Good Morning. Hello. How are you?" (big smile at me)
Sometimes I need a reminder to slow down. It doesn't matter if we are a couple minutes late. This made my day, maybe my week.
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