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Last summer, I shared pictures of Grace with her birthday buddy, Kostyn. Kostyn’s mom, Robyn, and I “met” each other (and fourteen other women) online, at when we were just pregnant.

I know these women. I know their families and their careers and their lives. I love them.

I mentioned last year that Robyn and her family moved to our town, and we’ve been able to spend a little time together here and there. It’s always fabulous.

Last week, another of our friends, S, and her family were vacationing nearby.

My Anointed Friends

Fun times.

Friendship is beautiful

I had no idea what it was like to hang out with six boys for an afternoon.

Grace and I were — overwhelmed.

Friends holding hands

I don’t mean to imply that they were especially unruly or anything. There was just boys.

Friends not jumping together

Cute boys, certainly. And nice ones.

But boys nonetheless.

If the baby in my tummy turns out to be a boy, Grace and I may have some adjusting to do.

Robyn says I’ll be a great mom for a boy. I’ll take her word for it.

Friends looking at pictures

But I’m still a little daunted.

Happily submitted to Wordful Wednesday

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8 thoughts on “Friends”

  1. Boys sure are different, aren't they? I was convinced I only want a boy, but I think I'm glad to have a daughter instead. For now. God help us if we ever add a boy to this family! 🙂

    By the way, I think something's up with your RSS feed. At least it is in my Google Reader – I'm only seeing old posts.

  2. Gorgeous photos 🙂 You know, aside from potty training my little guy, having boys has been pretty easy. They are not as sneaky as girls can be, tell it to you like it is and are very literal (good and bad thing). Having taught only girls for a while, it made me realize how tough we can be at times.

  3. I feel the same way when around my 6 yr old nephew! Those boys have energy that is unmatched! And do they all yell, at the top of their lungs, all the time when excited? I was just wondering. Ha ha.

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