Fun Fact #384

So, I go out into public from time to time. I know. I know. Shocking. As dangerous as this activity is, for certain, it's a kind of hobby of mine...

...Anywho, so, more occasionally than not, there's a situation I find myself in when I am out in a public place that I can't help but laugh at. I'm trying to formulate a way to explain it so it doesn't sound... creepy. But I'm having a brain fart, so I'll state it bluntly:

Little girls love me.

I'm serious. If I'm out somewhere, and there's a little girl, usually ages 2-7, that I've never seen in my life, 8 out of 10 times that little girl will end up next to me, playing hide-and-seek from behind a chair, or telling me all about her American Girl doll collection and pet lizards, as if she's known me all her little life. And I don't do anything to provoke it; no initiated conversation or bribery of tootsie pops. They just find me!... like a magnet. It's weird.

Have you ever seen The Santa Claus? Remember that scene when Tim Allen is at his son's soccer game and that little girl just determinatively marches over to him, sits down next to him, and keeps inching toward him, finally ending up on his lap as comfortable as can be, telling him what she wants for Christmas? Yeah. That's pretty much what happens to me, minus the whole Santa thing.

This is a very random thing to tell you all, I know. But I'm at the airport in St. Lou, and a little two year old girl wanders over to me and starts playing that cute little peak-a-boo game, where all you have to do is look at her and look away about twice and she's just giggling like crazy, and my heart starts melting all over the place. Not the first, nor last, time this will happen. I guarantee.

Anyway, enjoy that little awkward fun fact, bloggers. I'm gonna go fall asleep somewhere till my next flight.