I visited, and only had my cell phone in with me, at least in the beginning. (That’s a disclaimer for bad, fuzzy pictures.)
But at times, bad, fuzzy pictures tell a cute story:
Heyyyyyyy…I remember you! Hi!
Hi hi hi hi hi hi hi!! Nice leg. Hi.
Just hanging out. Saying hi.
You know, hi.
Are all human legs blue?
He didn’t push, nudge, or frisk. He didn’t touch me.
He noticed I was off in a corner, walked over, stood close, and said hi. A lot.
I stroked his neck, and didn’t make a big deal out of him. I forced myself to be the casual instead of doting Auntie. (This was very very hard.) He already has the concept of space bubbles thanks to Barbie’s strict rules. I didn’t invite him in, and he stayed out.
(So painful not to scoop him up and do all the wrong things!)