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Originally Posted by Orior
What a strange thing. I assume you live in a city and choose your friends very carefully.
I was brought up in the country. I believe I was taught respect and manners and to be hospitable. When I eventually moved to the big city for work, I could not believe it when people walked past me without saying hello. (Yeah, visualise a Crocodile Dundee thing). But if there is only two people on the street, do you keep your eyes down and avoid contact at all costs? Cities are cold horrible places.
The same thing happens with grannies and saying hello to little babies. Would you rather they walked past and avoid contact?
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Having complete strangers drawn to your kids to talk to them (and to complement you on their behaviour, hopefully) is one of the great things about being a parent ... swelled with pride and all that.
Here in Scotland things are still a little less paranoid than they seem to have gone down south. Random grannies in cafes still press 50 pence pieces into my son's grateful palm around here (and once, a king-size mars bar, which mum had to swiftly intercept 'to give to him later'). It never once happened when we lived in Hemel Hempstead.