Jamie invited a friend (I try not to mention the names of kids who don't belong to me on my blog) over to play today and I eavesdropped on a funny conversation they had on the ride home. Here's just a little of it...
Jamie's friend: We were almost cousins you know.
Jamie: Yeah but I wouldn't be me if we were (funny that she figured that out).
They went on to say more and as I listened to their cute conversation I decided that I love this little town...
...I'm sorry, what was that?
Okay, I admit it. I love this little town because I have family here who have become my best friends and friends here who have become my family. I love that my kids have constant access to cousins and good friends (almost cousins or not) who are really like honorary cousins because we love them so much--including our good friends the Gales who we've been following around from town to town for years--seriously, it's a crazy story. And it's a crazy wonderful life in this crazy wonderful small town 'o mine.
Yeah I said it.
But don't be expecting me to stop boobing about the loss of my Valley of the Sun anytime soon cause it ain't gonna happen.
No. It's. Not.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Posted by Jeanette at 11:33 PM