Sunday, July 25, 2010

Friends

"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive."  ~Anäis Nin

*flowers from Nana's yard



Friends are relatives you make for yourself.  ~Eustache Deschamps


*taken at Payson Lakes at our family reunion



"Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one."
-C.S. Lewis

Anthea, Lori, Travis, and Rob  1998


"The Friendship is not a reward for our discrimination and good taste in finding one another out. It is the instrument by which God reveals to each the beauties of all the others."  -CS Lewis


*Lori, Anthea, Scott, and his brother 1994?


My best friend from High School ("Ant") was visiting from Hawaii this week, and we were able to meet up for dinner with her family.

*July 2010 Lori and Ant age 36


Lainey said to me on the way home "Mom, which girl at the table was your best friend again?" 

me: "The beautiful blond girl."

her: "Which one though...They were all pretty Mom."   (her Mom will love to hear this!)

After giving more descriptions Lainey said "No way!  I thought that girl was 18 years old."

I have to agree.  She hasn't aged a bit since High School.....
but it makes me feel very old to see her babies have grown into teenagers.

 Ashleigh age 14  (her oldest of 3)


Then the kids talked about Ant's resemblance to Carrie Underwood.  :) 
  I hadn't noticed that before, but they are right!  
(we saw Carrie in concert last month and she was amazing)  


*Ant and Lori at her bridal shower 


  I miss all of my old friends and wish we lived closer.   
We hope to plan a visit to Hawaii in 2011.  
Lainey is holding us to it for her birthday next year.
She turns 11 years old on 11-11-11. 
  That deserves a big celebration!

As an aside, I had an embarrassing Mom moment at the restaurant.   
I had taken my girls to the potty, 
and as usual Isabelle had to take her shorts and shoes completely off before going.  
At some point I had asked Baila to hold Izzy's clothes for me so I could help to wash her hands.  
  Baila leaves the bathroom without me (thinking I was behind her) and walks back to the table, 
while I help Isabelle finish drying her hands.  
We head out the bathroom door and started to walk back to our table when Isabelle yells out
"Mommy, my pants, my pants!"   
I half listened and said in a Mom daze "yes honey, your pants" without even looking down.   
Then I notice the table in front of us laughing and staring at my child. 
Isabelle was standing there in nothing but a tank top- no underwear or pants.   :O   
Thankfully a nice lady walked to the other side of the restaurant
to let Baila know she had Izzy's clothes.  :D 
 


*Lainey and Izzy at the restaurant (after the incident)


*Baila with Ant's hubbie Scott

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