A post from The Daddy Man:
The boy and I were out and about this evening, getting birdseed for the birds and lead substitute for the Barracuda. We finished our shopping and made our way to the cash register. A 50-something woman walked up and stood behind us in line.
"What's your name?" Biscuit asked her.
"My name is Nora," she said. "What's your name?"
"I'm Griffin," he said.
"I like that name. It's a nice name," she said.
He smiled and said, "Thank you."
The woman and the cashier seemed pretty impressed with him. And I was, too. It was a small little conversation, but I like seeing my boy being social and using good manners.