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Tuesday afternoon

He wandered into the office because the door was wide open in the lovely weather, with his mommy following him. His hair was red, like hers, and his skin was fair, but his features said he was "mixed-race". Our waiting area has pretty benches and he liked climbing on them and peeking at me. There was no one else in the office, so I chatted a bit with mommy.

And he stood up, all sturdy and confident, and I asked him his name, and he proudly proclaimed, "Eye Oh!" and mommy was very proud of him, because he'd never done that before - said his name at a stranger's request. "Io?" I asked. "Like the moon?"

"Oh, no. We didn't even know about the moon until after we named him. It's Ayo." She spelled it out as he climbed over our benches some more. "It means 'Joy' in Yoriba." And then she said he was two, and, no, they weren't looking for a house because they'd bought one upstate near her family, where he'll have grandparents and great-grandparents, who probably adore him - he radiated joy, you know? And he'd just been weaned in a Yoriba ceremony, since he was two years old.

Very soon afterwards, a handsome man who seemed to be Ayo's father came by and they and some friends went away.

Meanwhile, one of the agents walked in, and was assured that they were not potential customers. And when they left, this agent, who doesn't really understand tact or, well, that personal questions can have pitfalls, asked me "Why I never wanted kids."

You don't ask questions like that because you might not want to know the answer. I told her why, although not at length.

His mommy knelt at the bus stop and let him out of the sling - 17 months old, firm on his feet. He held the heel of a loaf of bread in one hand, to gnaw at it. The other hand he had better uses for - he waved at everyone else at the bus stop. And everyone smiled and waved back, and he was the center of attention, and loved it. But that's allowed at his age, and he was just charming.

Not quite Ayo, but it was a day of cuteness.


Thanks for sharing this...it made me smile.

:) Good.

*hugs* about the co-worker who isn't minding their own business. I hate questions like that.

She's not very bright. And she often asks nosy questions. I don't answer them if I can avoid them. (Not just about me, but about other agents, too.)

It...takes a certain tactlessness to assume that people don't have kids because they don't want them.

Ayo sounds like a great kid. :)

Ayo was adorable.

As for her...yeah. She seemed to be confused because I was having fun with the little boy.

{{hugs}} Yeah. People can kind of suck sometimes. But what a great kid!

He was - brightened my day.

She's...not bright.

Kids where they are good are wonderful. I loved to talk and tease with the kids when I worked in the supermarket. I met most of the adults through their kids.

One little guy, Patrick, was two when he started coming in. Anything we said to him got a "No!" in reply. But there was a grin and almost a giggle with it. We all knew he turned 3 because he came in with his mom and I said, "Hi, Patrick!" and he replied "Hello!"

Most kids are great. And even when they are determinded to fuss, you can usually charm them out of it.

People ask me why Little Bear doesn't have a brother or sister, like I'm not doing my duty or something.
"It's not for lack of trying," I usually say.

Ayo sounds like he was cute personified.

Oh, I get that too. "But your kid needs someone to play with!" Er, ya know, we don't live on a deserted island. There are other kids around, and when he gets tired of playing with them? He gets to get away from them, unlike a sibling.

I just saw this kind of thing in another journal on my flist. Some people just don't realize that they are NOT entitled to know everything about you.

And hee! for little ones.