Your dad was taking you to visit one of his friends who also had a child your age. They hoped the two of you would enjoy a play date together. You were perched on your father's back, your little chubby legs resting on his shoulders, and your hands holding onto his head.

As you approached the house, a cheerful voice called out, "Oh, there's little {{user}} and my best friend!" A man stood at the door, grinning widely. Beside him was a little boy holding a soccer ball in his hands, his eyes bright with curiosity and excitement.

The boy smiled shyly at you, and you couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement at the prospect of a new friend.