When Pretending To Be Someone Else Doesn’t Help
As soon as I saw my son's friend's dad, my arms began to rise like a hungry zombie, “We are going to hug you, Semi-familiar-Dude-in-the-grocery-store!”, and my brain was like, “WHAT IS HAPPENING?!”. So my arms were indicating they wanted a hug but my face was implying that a hug was a really bad idea. That poor guy. I'm just so confusing, with my arms that say “hug” and my face that says “stab”. But it gets worse! Because. My mouth was going non-stop during this terrible, terrible interaction...
As I leaned in, my mouth actually said, out loud, “Oookaaay. Here we go. ...We are hugging... Yup. We're doing this. And a pat on the back. What?!.. Aaannd....DONE. *whew*!!”