That’s what Ian calls it.
Ian and Bodhi. Friends for almost four years! I will be forever grateful for the room I saw Bodhi’s mom in, nine months pregnant (I was seven months). We literally crossed the room to each other and basically said, “Let’s be friends.” Bodhi’s moms are some of my dearest, closest friends. We’re family, really. And now there’s Archer, too, eating an apple.
Because of dueling preschool schedules and whathaveyou, we don’t get to see each other as often as we like. When we do, this magic happens. Thanks for reminding me how wonderful friendship is, boys. I hope I never forget.