Yesterday, Charlotte and I were out doing some grocery shopping. We were contemplating some frozen food at Aldi, when this young boy about Charlotte's age comes up to me and engages in conversation.
Boy (very enthusiastically): Hi, I'm Henry! What's your name?
Me: Hi, I'm Kristina.
Henry: I'm Henry. Do you like me?
Me: Well, Henry, I don't know. I just met you.
Henry: Well, I'm Henry! Do you like me?
Me: Well, you seem like a nice kid.
Henry: Can I give you a hug?
Me: Sure.
So, Henry gives me this really tight hug. At this point, Henry's caretaker comes up. It didn't seem like it was his mother, but I guess it could have been. She says that Henry doesn't recognize social boundaries. She tells him to come on.
Me: Thanks for the hug, Henry. That was very kind of you.
And it really was the sweetest little hug. Kind of random encounter in the grocery store, but it really made my day. Charlotte was amused with the whole thing. I kind of thought it was important to show kindness because, above all else, don't we all just want to be liked?
