I schlepped into the Tiny Tots ballet class late with two preschoolers in tutus and two not-happy-to-be-here boys in tow. I hurried my girls into the class, then perched myself on the bench facing the wall of glass with the other moms to collectively observe our tiny ones twirling and pointing toes.
While settling down my boys with juice boxes and coloring books, a lady nearby struck up a conversation.
She asked where my kids attended school and I mentioned that we homeschooled.
I’ll never forget what happened next.
An inquisitive curly head stuck out suddenly further down the row of quiet moms. At my affirmation, the woman practically elbowed her way to me!
I wasn’t sure if she was going to confront me about my educational choice or what, but what followed for the next hour (I’m sure to the annoyance of the other ladies on the bench!) was a fast-paced, somewhat loud conversation, sprinkled with lots of laughter.
Turns out she was a brand-new homeschool mom who had not met any others since her PCS move to the area. Tara and I have been friends ever since.