Baby Gurl is sitting at my feet on the floor in front of the couch, doing her Valentines (yes, I realize it's almost 9:30). She pulls out her school list. Her teacher has them separated - boys and girls.
As Baby Gurl settles down with her valentines, crayons (they are the kind you color), suckers and list, she looks up at me and then over at her dad, who is sitting at his computer (also in the living room) and says:
Do you see all these names? These are all my friends. These are the girls [pointing the girl list] and these are the boys [pointing to the boy list].
Don't you just miss those days - where everyone in your class was your friend? Oh, I know, I do! In fact, I am so old (chuckle - I'm 32), that I remember even in sixth grade all the students being my friends. Every single one of the students were invited to my 12th birthday and every single one of them came to my party!
Man! Those were the days!
Until next time...