I'm
standing in line at the Leesburg/Fruitland Park, Florida Walmart
waiting to check out. Cooper is in the shopping cart and he's
twisting around to do some serious flirting. (So, in other words,
it's pretty run of the mill. Same old, same old...only the city
in which the Walmart is located is different from any other day...)
The thing is, he is actually flirting with someone about his own
age. Both he, and she are "waving" at each other (at
least a close proximity of waving to one another for the developmental
stage they are both at). So, mommies start talking...
"Aw, how old is she?"
"Ten months. Yours?
"Ten months, too... So she
was born at end of July or beginning of August?"
"July 26th"
"Him too!"
Then she asked me whether Cooper
was born at the same hospital as her daughter, Danica. (It was
one of the ones in the area I am assuming.) I had to say no because
he was, after all, born in California.
"At 19:19 Pacific Standard
Time. So that was 10:19pm here in Florida."
"Danica was born at 10:??pm"
(I can't remember the exact time at the moment.)
So,
in essence, Cooper and Danica were born within minutes of each
other at opposite ends of the country. The similarities didn't
stop there either. For example, Danica's parents also had a diesel
vehicle they ran on waste vegetable oil...