Saw a Dad stretched out snoozing in the ward nursery today - what a sweet sight with his new baby on his chest. I offered to take their picture.
We got talking..as you do, and he mentioned his son's full name. With a familiar and pretty unusual surname. I punched lightly him on the arm, and laughed. He looked a bit intimidated, but not for long....
Turns out, the Dad was my first boyfriend at high school. No waay! Yes way! 1974 flashback!
Now featuring baby number seven from wife number three.
Its a small world.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
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That's hilarious.
By the way, one of the Art teachers at work grabbed my arm yesterday, exclaiming at the gorgeous colours of the bracelets you made me.
So now it's official. (An art teacher is an expert on good taste and colourising, after all...)
How funny. The places they turn up hey?
Heh, how fun! And of course he recognised you instantly and told you that you had not changed a bit at all, right? :)
Thats' too funny! Just think, you could have been one of the many wives (I bet your glad you weren't!)
Just wanted to let you know that my placenta is in the right place and we are all good to try for a natural birth. I have been reading a book called 'Birth Skills' where you distract your mind from the pain therefore being able to deal with it. Have you heard of it? Has anyone you have looked after used it successfully?
Getting nervous now...but very excited to be meeting Cotton Socks!
Better than a high school reunion... obviously he's been busy!
Very funny story.
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