Making Friends, Sober.

Today I experienced a ‘Wapple.’ A wapple, according to my 4 year-old daughter, is when you go to the park and play with someone you’ve never met before.

‘I love wapples mum’ she said after I’d coaxed her off the swing with the promise of a icy pole.

‘Yes, I love wapples too. They’re the best. Now, Orange or lemonade flavour?’

She amazes me sometimes. Not only had she made up the word, she’d also been confident enough to fulfill its sentiment. She walked straight up to a little boy spinning around on the roundabout and introduced herself…