New Friends

My plan to use my adorable and plus-sized bzby to lure people into friendship is already working. Yesterday I made five friends.

Sure, they're aged four to seven, but I still consider this progress.

While taking Hanix, the Eating Machine, for a walk on the back road, a little girl and a little boy on bikes (hey! I like bikes too!) called out to me "What's his name?" Then we fell into a riveting conversation about our names and how many siblings we all have and how old everyone is.

This kind of conversation is just my thing because I can understand and answer all the questions directed at me.

When their younger, bicycle-less siblings caught up with them, I made three more friends.

Maybe they'll introduce us around, and then Hanix and I will become the most popular mother-son team in San Juan. We'll be invited to all the birthday parties. I can hardly wait.