another torch is passed

We walked in the door. Their Older Kid looked at My Kid and My Kid looked at their kid and they both asked, “Why would I know this person?” We told them we had photographs of them in the bathtub together, when they were babies. She was afraid to walk on grass. He used to crawl through the dog door. They looked at us like we were crazy.

We ate and talked of the city with the theatre where we’d all worked and started dating and had our weddings that were a month apart. The kids talked of Lego’s and watched videos.

My parents used to take us to meet other families in strange cities. We would look at their kids and their kids would look at us. The adults who were complete strangers would look at us in the eyes and say, “I haven’t seen you since you were a baby!”

We’d watch TV or play in the yard with the kids we didn’t know. Our parents would tell us we’d bathed together in a tub with these strange children. We’d roll our eyes in disbelief.

Our parents would hug each other and talk about long ago nurses training, college and weddings.

It was weird.

Now we are putting our kids through the same thing.