The Ferocious Mia

So, we're taking a walk around the block. Actually, Logan is riding his bike, Joe is riding Logan's scooter, and I'm pushing Mia in the stroller. We come up to 2 little boys (4 and 5 maybe) playing on their bikes.

Little Boy:  Ooh! Is that a real baby?
Me: Yes, in fact she is a real baby.
Little Boy: What's her name?
Me: Mia
Little Boy reaches in to her stroller to touch her face...
Me: No, No. Please don't touch.
Little Boy: Why? Does she bite?
Me: Sometimes.