...and another one bites the dust.

We were at the library today when a little girl, about 3.5-4 years old, runs up to J and gives him a great big bear hug. She didn't let go...she still didn't let go...and so finally (about 10 seconds--a long time when you're two) J gets bored and tries to squirm out of the hug. She still held on, and the struggle ended when they both fell over, and J got up laughing. Over the course of the next 5 minutes or so, the girl chased J several times trying (and usually succeeding) to hug him again while J laughed hysterically. The girl's mom came in while she had J pinned, and was subsequently mortified. She chastised her daughter and apologized profusely to me. I laughed it off, explaining that J thought it was a grand time. She apologized again, bemoaning the fact that she knew what her daughter (also a J)* was likely to do, because as soon as they spotted us in the library, J-female apparently confided in her mom "I'm going to hug that boy."


* I won't say her name, partially in case anyone recognizes it, and partially because, in my mind, the name epitomizes everything I hate about modern "naming": it has no recognizable etymology, is ambigendrous, and suffers the indignity of having a superfluous 'y'.