What to do when your child has a better social life than you do...

This morning’s trip to the [[Charlottetown Farmer’s Market]] will forever be remembered as the day that [[Oliver]]’s social life exceeded mine in breadth and depth.

This was to be expected of course: I’m not exactly a social butterfly. I’m more like a “nerd hermit” most of the time, save for those rare occasions when I put on my dancing shoes and rock out. (Okay, that’s never happened, but there’s always hope…)

So this morning at the market Oliver simply decided that he would no longer be held back by my social reticence, and plunged into the crowds on his own ([[Catherine]] is afraid that I let him out of my sight; I didn’t).

Things began with a hearty hello in the parking lot to Maggie Brown and son (I’ve been living here for 13 years now, and this is the first time Maggie Brown and I have every exchanged a hello, so Oliver is also proving a useful catalyst for my own social growth).

Moving inside he began with conversations with [[Ann]] and David. Then along came [[Karin]] and Haida. He then moved on to an extended conversation with fiber artist Lynn Douglas (he had seen a picture of her work earlier in the morning and wanted to discuss it with her).

In the middle of all this there was a casual shout out to his friend Lily from kindergarten.

Next it was into the seating area for a talk with Jenni Zelin (mother of Oliver’s occasional friend Noah) and CBC’s Laura Chapin.

Before leaving for the day Oliver stopped to discuss his podcast with Cynthia.

Meanwhile, I ate a bagel with smoked salmon.

Sigh.