Conversation

On the way to the shops, my daughter (in the carrier) and I walked past this beautiful garden I always admire, trying to catch the attention of the old lady for a smile and a hello, to no avail. On the way back though, she was the one who started doing baby talk with my daughter, slapping her thighs, with a massive smile on. She only spoke Greek, except for "no English!". She picked the most beautiful flower for my daughter. Little did she know her first word is "wow-wa": flower. #smallstories