One question, how well do you know your neighbor?? Let me give you a little background before I go into what occurred yesterday. I love the neighborhood in which we live, but our actual street, well, to put it lightly STRUGGLES big time. We live in an area full of young families and kids, but my street is "unique". You NEVER see anyone outside. Every time my Mom comes to visit she always says she doesn't believe people actual live in the houses because she never sees anyone. She is right. Whenever I see a neighbor (which is rare) I wave, say hello, and often get out and talk to them. I try to be friendly. It's not like I'm waiting for someone to throw a big block party. Trust me, that will never happen. That only happens on all the other streets. Well, Dolores and her sister live across the street from me. She is older (maybe late 60s) and every holiday we bring her a treat and I talk to her every time I see her outside. I brought her cookies at Easter time (I was 8 months pregnant) and talked to her for probably 5 minutes.
This was the conversation I had with Dolores yesterday:
Me: Getting out of my car and carrying Bradli in her car seat, like I do 10 times a day. "Hi Dolores!"
Dolores: "Hi. Who's baby is that?
Me: Thinking to my self, "Did she really just ask me that??" "She's mine."
Dolores: "She's your's?? When did you have her?
Me: "3 months ago."
Dolores: "When were your pregnant?"
Me: "Ummm, 9 months before that. I had her on Mother's Day."
Dolores: "I was wondering who's baby you have been carrying around. I thought you were just babysitting."
Me: Thinking to myself, "Babysitting a newborn for the last 3 months that looks exactly like Jaden??" "Yep, she's mine. Don't you remember me bringing you cookies when I was 8 months pregnant."
Dolores: "I feel like a flippin' idiot. I didn't even know you were pregnant. I'm going to have to ask my sister if she knew you were pregnant."
Me: Are you kidding me? Did that really just happen?? I've got to call my Mom and tell her this story. She's going to die!!
This was the conversation I had with Dolores yesterday:
Me: Getting out of my car and carrying Bradli in her car seat, like I do 10 times a day. "Hi Dolores!"
Dolores: "Hi. Who's baby is that?
Me: Thinking to my self, "Did she really just ask me that??" "She's mine."
Dolores: "She's your's?? When did you have her?
Me: "3 months ago."
Dolores: "When were your pregnant?"
Me: "Ummm, 9 months before that. I had her on Mother's Day."
Dolores: "I was wondering who's baby you have been carrying around. I thought you were just babysitting."
Me: Thinking to myself, "Babysitting a newborn for the last 3 months that looks exactly like Jaden??" "Yep, she's mine. Don't you remember me bringing you cookies when I was 8 months pregnant."
Dolores: "I feel like a flippin' idiot. I didn't even know you were pregnant. I'm going to have to ask my sister if she knew you were pregnant."
Me: Are you kidding me? Did that really just happen?? I've got to call my Mom and tell her this story. She's going to die!!









































































