was at the library today with my granddaughter. Her name is Shaylin. I was chatting with one of the mom's in the playroom there who had two girls.
She was from Ireland and has been here for 7 years. I mentioned that my husband was from Ireland. They were born not to far from each other.
As we were leaving, I officially introduced myself and asked her name, she smiled shyly and said, 'I go by Shae' -- I know it's S h a e because I asked her how to spell it, and then she told me the rest of her name, which is 'Lynne.'
Okay, so what are the odds of that!? Shae Lynne!
I asked her then, didn't your ears perk a bit when I would call my granddaughter, 'Shaylin'? And she said she thought she must be misunderstanding me.
I think that is small world stuff on one weird crazy planet!!
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