Peter 'pulled' in the park today with a delightful little girl called Stella.
I had taken my grandson, Peter, to the park this afternoon and he had a great time on the swings and slides.
I noticed he was forming a slight attachment with a little girl. She was having a bit of trouble climbing the steep steps to a slide and Peter, gentleman as he is, extended his hand, which she took, and pulled her up. She tried again to go it alone but again he came to her assistance, and in fact did so another 3 times, much to the amusement of her mother and me.
She was a little shy of him at first as he chased and played and I did wonder if his advances might be unwelcome but lo and behold after about half an hour it was Stella who was doing all the chasing and holding his hand as often as she was able . . lol.
When it was time to leave and say our goodbyes Stella cried and said she wanted to stay with Peter. Their car was parked in the opposite direction to where we were heading so she grabbed his hand and asked me if he could walk with her to their car.
"Come on Peter, come with me!"
He looks quite proud of his conquest, doesn't he?
"I remembered everything you said, Grampa!" lol
So away we went, with Stella and Peter hand in hand and her mother and I following, rather amused.
When we got to the car Stella started to cry again because it was time to say goodbye to Peter.
I asked her mother if they visited the park regularly and if she thought it would be nice for them to meet up again and she said it was a good idea, so I gave her my telephone number. The little girl's face lit up and Peter just took it all in his stride. I wonder if he was thinking that this sort of thing often leads to this . . . lol