Today my two-year-old and I went to the hospital to visit my sister. We were walking up to the elevator when the doors opened. A woman was ahead of us, in a burqa. Only her hands and eyes were exposed, and she was dressed all in black.
Since we were still walking up to the elevator, the woman held the door open. I told Peanut to hurry and we started to walk more quickly.
Then Peanut looked up and saw the woman, started shrieking "No! No! No! No!" and dropped to the floor, halfway in the elevator. I was mortified, but I scooped her up and said it was okay, she was a nice lady. As soon as the elevator doors closed, the woman lifted her veil and smiled and waved; Peanut looked up and smiled for a second but she was still clinging to me and obviously still scared. I apologized and the woman very graciously accepted, and said that it was probably just that the baby was so young and had never seen anyone dressed like her before, so she understood if she was frightened.
As we got out of the elevator, the woman waved at Peanut and said goodbye, and Peanut waved and called out, "Bye-bye!"
I was really struck by what an incredibly nice and gracious woman she was, especially considering how strongly Peanut reacted.