"Mama, what's this guy?
Hi, buddy! Awww...beeee-tul. Huuuuug."
And as much as I try to encourage this inclusive, all-encompassing love of living things, I just couldn't bring myself to touch the little bugger. I did make lots of appreciative noises from a safe distance as dada and E passed the poor guy back and forth. Although I think my Ooohs and Aaahs may have sounded more like Ewwws and Arghs. Do I get points for not jumping up and down in terror? Oh, it wasn't that bad.
But I tell you, I had a much better time with these folks...