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Saturday, June 4, 2011

Teacher Talk vs Mommy Talk

So it is actually my real first day of "Summer Break" today and I'm going to start it off right with a cookout party with my best girlfriends.  But my, oh my!  When I think back over the years, oh how our parties have changed!

After graduating college, our lives all took dramatic turns.  Jobs, new homes, husbands, and babies all started keeping us a little busier than we had ever been before.  But, because we have such an amazing bond, we vowed to make time for each other.  Through all the ups and downs; through all the jobs and boys and little ones, we promised to stay in touch.  And that, we do! 

We attempt for a monthly thing, but life seems to have a way of bringing us together more or less every two or three months.  But that's ok, because when we do get back together, it's like we've never been apart. 

However, our conversations that used to revolve around the funniest of sorority memories, now revolve around "Teacher Talk" and "Mommy Talk".  And yes, non-members of both of these groups lovingly limit the time spent on each.

Before all the babies graced us with their presence in this world, the majority of our circle of friends were, and still are, teachers.  Sweet Megan and sweet Roxanne would patiently listen and laugh at all of our stories about our students and boogers and the funny things they did and said in kindergarten that day.  But, after years of this, I believe their patience with our "Teacher Talk" began to wear thin.

When you love something- when it is an undeniable part of you- talking about it is just natural!  I don't even think we realize that we're doing it because it's just who we are.  As it should happen, those same two sweet friends I mentioned before were the first two to have children.  So began and so continues the "Mommy Talk" as well.

Tonight was no different.  Our conversations drifted from old memories to how our school years ended to teething and diaper rash.  As the Cheerios shook in the the clear, plastic container, I looked around the room and was ultimately thankful.  Thankful for friends.  Thankful for the love. 

Thankful for conversation- of any kind.

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