My wife and I have had pretty different life experiences growing up. In 2006, we had a salient example of this one night.
We had gone out one night and my wife got a call from her folks, asking her to take Nayelly, my wife's 6 year old cousin, to Nayelly's mother's work, whereupon Nayelly's mom would take her daughter home.
This was a bit odd for me, since it was past midnight when we had to do this exchange. At the designated time, we went to Judith's parents' place. And there in the living room were three girls. My wife said, "Okay, let's get Nayelly to the car." It was dark and I hadn't exactly met Nayelly before. I wasn't sure which of the three girls was which. And they were asleep, so I couldn't say, "Okay, Nayelly, time to go." So I asked my wife at least three times if the indicated child was Nayelly. Each time she was yes. So, I picked her up and walked to the car.
I should point out that Nayelly hadn't exactly met me before this point either. Thankfully, she didn't fully wake up before we got to the car. She awoke briefly and saw my Judith and proceeded to conk out in the backseat.
We arrived and delivered Nayelly to her mom. Still, I had never done something like before. It was weird, for me. Then it stopped being weird.
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