I remember a time when all of my friends were kid free.
And I remember when each and every last one of these kids were born.
I was there for some, got text messages announcing the arrival of others.
And it’s amazing to me, that our kids are going to be great friends.
They argue, they fight, somebody gets called a crybaby.
They laugh, they play, the plot sleepovers behind our backs.
Just like we do.
I’m so grateful for my friends and that our children are friends.
Life is good.