When Jesus Met Darwin

I was just at the park with Hazel.

There was obviously some crawling-age-parent/baby-internet-arranged park meet-up as all these moms and their similarly aged kids began arriving and introducing themselves to each other and engaging in all the breastfeeding and sleep habit chit-chat that one does at such happenings.

I was eavesdropping a bit and heard a mom introduce her son as “Darwin”. The other mom then responded that her child was named “Jesus”.

I had to cough into my purse.

That was so San Francisco.

No one mentioned anything about competing badges on the back of automobiles or anything.
They just made nice and discussed things like inverted nipples.

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3 Responses to When Jesus Met Darwin

  1. Jack says:

    Incredible. That made my day.

  2. Lala says:

    Wow. I think that’s officially crazier than Brooklyn names.

  3. Auntie G says:

    I just choked on my sandwich.

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