Time out.

I don’t drop Lila off or pick her up at the exact same time each day. Sometimes, we run late. Actually, all the times we run late. And while I try to get her around the same time every afternoon, my arrival varies based on my work schedule, traffic, etc. All that being said, I don’t always run into the same parents, and haven’t had a chance to get to know all of them, even after almost nine months.

Today, as we were saying goodbye, Lila’s teacher pointed out to another mom and me that she and I are both named Jessica, and both married to men named James.

Funny, right?

Well then the other Jessica noted that my daughter’s name is Lila, and her daughter’s name is Kyla.

Ha.

And then for fun, I asked her when her birthday is. June 2. Mine is June 5.

And then we noticed we had the same bottle bag.

And then I asked what she does for a living.

Marketing.

Right. Well.

We are either destined to be best friends, or should never be in the same place at the same time again.

timeout

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