This is a weird thought I had, and I'm not sure what it means, but my daughter and I share the same friends. My coworkers whose company I enjoy enough to accompany them to ball games and lunches and dinners and even an occasional movie also invite my daughter along. Now this may be a case of the chicken and the egg (they invite me because of her, or her because of me...), but I think they genuinely like us both. And that's cool. I mean, I never shared my Mom's friends. Sure I'd talk to them and such...but they were not my friends. But I guess the bigger wonder is that my daughter likes hanging out with me. :) And I with her.
Looking forward to seeing you soon, E!
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I like to hang out with my mother because I know she really likes me. And her friends are obviously a lot cooler than mine, because they write me letters and actually ask me to go places with them. My friends...well, let's just say they're not always that considerate.
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