I took my son to the house where I lived until high school. We stood outside and I pointed out the window that I used to sleep in, and where I used to play. Then we walked next door for my little cousins open house. It was fun, and we were sitting there, and I looked up and I saw this little blonde boy on the other side of the fence. The same fence that I used to climb in a single bound to play with my best friend ever, Molly. So as I'm looking up and I see this blonde little man standing there wanting to come to the party I realize that everything has come full circle, because that little guy was Molly's boy, climbing the fence to come to the party to play with my son. Our kids are now climbing the same fence to play with each other.
Crazy.
Wasn't it just yesterday I was climbing that fence and riding my bike all over that neighborhood? Wasn't it yesterday that we were leaving notes in secret places, and building forts in the bushes behind the house? Wasn't it yesterday that I was picking raspberries, and going to get penny candy up town?
When did I get so old?
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Response to #1: You came downstate and didn't call or anything. Fine!
Huh? What? Who was where? naaaaaah.... not me. I wasn't down state. You're crazy. ;)
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