I have always counted one of my biggest blessings to be my friends. I swear I end up meeting and making friends with the best people in the world. If you're one of the best and I haven't met you yet--I will. Somehow I will.
Some of these dear ones, I've known and loved since Elementary school. Once, while I was 7 months pregnant with Parley, my friend Emily invited me to her house for lunch for her birthday. When I got to the door, she gasped because she had no idea I was pregnant. That was a sad day for us both, as we realized how ridiculous it was that we hadn't kept in better touch. So, with Lori's great help, we organized the playgroup. And we have been getting together every Friday since then. And not a pregnancy since (and there have been many) has gone unknown. We have such a wonderful time together! I love these girls because they are so down-to-earth and real. Very accepting and kind. And good heavens they're talented. But they keep inviting me back! That's the good of these friends.
So, today, we switched playgroup days, since Friday is sort of a holiday, (I told you, we're consistent!) and we, at the last moment, chose to come here. My house was a mess, but these friends don't care. Emily brought a huge bouncy water slide and we ate sandwiches and chips and salsa on my back porch (which is also a total mess). Kids always fight for the capri-sun drinks that someone inevitably brings, so we always give tastes. Someone likely brings popsicles, as that buys us more free time together, and we probably changed 7 or more messy diapers between us. But our kids know--and really love each other. And that makes me so happy.
We're always looking for recruits, so, if you know me, and you like me (pretty important), and you don't care about messy houses or patios, you're nice and accepting, like chips and salsa, and don't mind sharing capri-suns, you're invited. See you next Friday!