Beth found me a friend in the kitchen. I'm not sure how he got there.
She put him in a bowl and took it outside. I climbed in.
He didn't notice me at first, but then he got curious and came over.
I tried to introduce myself, but he climbed over my mouth.
I watched him, when he wasn't looing.
He came closer and I sort of got nervous.
We made eye contact and then we both looked away.
Making new friends is so complicated.
My mom gave me this tiny bear over 25 years ago... because I like small things.