When my daughter was two years old, we would walk down to the park on the corner, and the minute she would see some children on the swings or the slide she'd yell out to them from her stroller, "Hello friends!" Most of the time, as we came closer, I would realise that they were complete strangers, but in the eyes of my skinny little brown-haired playground toddler, they were friends. I really loved it when she did that, because I was never a particularly social child, and I had hoped that my daughter would find friendships easier than I had. My own reaction upon seeing other children in that park was usually, "Oh god, now I'm going to have to make small talk with the parents."
I am still a very private person, and I am still not very social.
So now I'm back from my holiday, and my daughter comes into my study and sits down and says to me "You are being missed in blogland, and I think you are being a very bad friend." Once again, my daughter (now sixteen) is pulling at my hand and dragging me towards the playground and saying "Look! Friends! Hello friends!" And, to be honest, I am thinking "Oh god....what am I going to say to all of these strangers?"