Strangers in the parking lot
Tin and I were walking into Elmwood Fitness yesterday for his fourth and last installment of swim lessons before we leave for the sunny beaches of Europe and a handsome black man headed to his car stopped and looked at us as we passed. Just passed him, he said, “You never see a white woman carrying a black baby.” I just smiled at him and said, “You do now.” He then said, “He yours?” and I said, “100%.”
This is better than the last woman who asked me if I am Tin’s grandmother. I’ll take the black white confusion over the age one any day.