We sat down to eat. This guy walked up behind me and touched my butt. Just very lightly on my butt cheek with his fingers. When I looked at him, he smiled and walked away.
We continued eating.
A few minutes later, he came back. This time, he sort of stroked my right hip. Then, he smiled and walked away again.
I said to the Husband, "Remember when you asked me what I'd do if some guy came up to me and touched my butt?"
"Yeah?" he says.
"Well, there you have it. I guess I'd just smile back and say hello to his mother."
The "guy" was no more than 13 months and looked like he had just started walking.