So a few weeks ago, I was leaving a meeting and heading back to my office. I was driving through an alley and stopped where it met the street, where there was quite a line-up of vehicles waiting for the traffic light to change.
Directly in front of me was some sort of SUV, it was red but I couldn't tell you what kind, because I'm a girl. In the backseat, which was level with my eyes, was a little boy. He was probably 2 years old, 3 at most. The window was down and he was wearing the cutest little sunglasses and was singing along with some song on the radio. I couldn't hear him, but I could see his mouth just going.
I smiled at him and he smiled back at me. I wiggled my fingers and he wiggled back at me. And then...even though the light hadn't changed yet, his mom inches the SUV forward and his window slowly raises until it's closed.
Um really? Am I some scary chick? I've got three boys of my own - and I don't mind when people make goofy faces at them and make them laugh. Sometimes I am a little leery when we're out in the open or in a store and someone comes right up to them and gets in our space. But to be completely safe, in your own car, all buckled and feel the need to cut off the interaction? It's not like I parked, got out of my Yukon and walked up to his window. No, I stayed in my vehicle, all my windows up, just waiting my turn to get onto the street.
Do we really have reason to be THAT nervous? Ok, I mean, I work in FARGO for pete's sake. I was just so surprised and I'm sure I made a face like - REALLY???
Trust me, I can be a mama bear too but I just thought that was overboard. What do you think? Sure, maybe they have had some bad experiences but wow. I'm still floored.