Here, in Mabel's words, is a pictorial account of their first floor match.
Hey, wait! Those are my fingers. Yeah, that's cute, too. Mom and Aunt Min went nutso at this. The flashes were blinding.
Yep, he definitely likes me. I like him likin' me.
I also like Jonas' soft, dark hair. I think I'll run my fingers through it. I don't have any, you know.
Hey, there is no reason to rub it for luck.
You're so dang cute! Let's talk about rolling over or toots instead of my baldness, please.
Look, it's a sensitive issue. Leave it alone or I'll pull your hair again.
Wait, he's got me!
More finger sucking. Jonas isn't particular about whose fingers he's sucking.
Mommy and Aunt Mindy are screaming and jumping up and down and saying things like, "Oh, for cute!" and "AAAAAAHHHHHHHH." I may be blind. There are so many flashes; is it the fourth of July?
Okay, I agree this one is cute.
The whispering of sweet nothings into my ear was less cute.
Dude, are you sucking on my bald head?! That is just wrong! Tickles a little, though.
Ah, that's better. Let's both just eat our hands.