It's Thanksgiving, and my uncle is saying goodnight to everyone because he has to get up early (3 am) for work.
He's walking around the front room of his house, shaking hands, and he comes up to me, grabs my hand, says, "I don't know you---," pauses, "Hey, I changed your diaper."
Right in front of Joseph, who was sitting next to me.
Yep, it's the holidays.
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