I want to post something scintillating, I really do. But we're just living life! We did have our friends, the F---s, over last week to play games and eat dinner and in general support the idea of relaxation that comes with Labor Day. Their girls are 11 and 7, ours are 8 and 7, their boys are 16 and 14, our boy is...2. But we get along and that's what matters.
What seems silly is the fact that it's taken us THREE YEARS of living in the same ward, of N--- being my visiting teacher, for us all to realize how well we get along. I'll blame that on the fact that the other three are introverts, while I'm an ambivert. A very distracted by four children and a house to maintain ambivert who suddenly woke up and realized that she really, REALLY wanted to socialize WITH OTHER ADULTS more. But since the others are introverts, we can only get together about twice a month without feeling smothered. (It makes me laugh a little--who knew friendship could be *work*--for me?) But I'm glad we get to hang out and have fun. It makes me a little giddy, like finding my new best friend in elementary school. In fact, this about sums it up.
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It doesn't get any better when the kids get older - they tend to take up even more time and be more fun to be with. Adult friendships, married ones - it's an interesting and unexpected unfolding.
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