We knew each other when we were teenagers. M and I used to sit up late at night and talk about "when we're 40" or "one day when we're married and have kids". Well we're not exactly 40 yet, but we're basically in that category we wondered about way back when. And for the first time our children played together.
And neither of us could really articulate the feeling at the moment, but I can say I was bowled over at the sight of our babies holding hands and giggling together. This is that moment we talked about. And it's so much sweeter than those two goofy girls sitting under the stars on a farm in Kansas could have ever imagined.
We knew each other when we were teenagers. M and I used to sit up late at night and talk about "when we're 40" or "one day when we're married and have kids". Well we're not exactly 40 yet, but we're basically in that category we wondered about way back when. And for the first time our children played together.
And neither of us could really articulate the feeling at the moment, but I can say I was bowled over at the sight of our babies holding hands and giggling together. This is that moment we talked about. And it's so much sweeter than those two goofy girls sitting under the stars on a farm in Kansas could have ever imagined.
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Don't make me 40 yet!!!! Quinn's first boyfriend...sigh.
East Coast/West Coast parallels (except that I am comfortably on the other side of 40-ish.) Mine (5,3.5) were playing with the kids (3.5,2) of my oldest friend--22 years of giggling like school girls and kibitzing like grannies. What do we do now? Mumble like mommies? Mutter? Moan? (No, way too negative.) Mime? Moon? (Getting closer.)
Lovely.
I remember when I was forty. Sigh! So long ago!
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