Last Sunday, my boyfriend and I paid a visit to a family who's very special to me (I was their nanny for the past two summers, and I love those kids dearly!). I was so excited to see them -hadn't since August- and to introduce them to Dave.
We arrived, and of course dad had to go rustle up the kids from their hiding spots. "Megan's here, guys!"
Mr. Five Year Old came into the entry, took a long, hard look at Dave and me, and paused. Then he looked up at his parents and asked,
"Which one is Megan?"
While I can understand him not quite recognizing me (I was wearing a hat, after all), I can't say I expect Dave and myself to face that question again...
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| We've been told we're sappy, crazy, and over-the-top cute, but never before that we are indistinguishable. |
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