Old Friends

It's hard to imagine that E already has "old friends." But he definitely has a few who have known him for ages or ages, or whatever you call most of your 8-year-old life. Wyatt has been E's friend since 2008, when both families lived in Florence. We actually all moved away from Florence in the same month of 2009.

Sept. 2012 (E - 8, Wyatt - 6)

Oct. 2007 (E - 3, Wyatt - Almost 2)

Wyatt came over this past Sunday for an afternoon play date. We haven't let them do this for a while, what with our schedules being busy and Wes and Sage moving into a house and having four kids now. It's just been hectic, but the fun our whole family experienced on Sunday reminded me we need to have Wyatt over more often.

E and W used to have their own language. Probably for most of 2008-2009, they talked to each other in a gibberish language no one could understood. And literally, they acted as if they knew exactly what the other was saying. During playtime, they could rarely be heard using any real words. It would get to the point where Sage and I would have to ask them to please use their English so we could understand what they needed or what they were doing.

They've gone from playing cowboys to playing LEGO Star Wars. In reality, they're playing the same thing, just using space cowboys with light sabers and droids instead of horses and guns. But I'd never tell them that for fear of disillusionment and the inevitable chase and attack with Nerf guns.

At one point this past Sunday, Tyler wondered why it was so quiet upstairs. Obviously things being too quiet signals trouble or some sort of sneakiness. However, they were quietly playing LEGOs. So maybe it just means they're maturing. Oh, it definitely means they're maturing.

Part of me is just so jealous to still be close to the friends I made when I was three. We moved when I was five and just didn't keep in touch. No Facebook or Skype in those days. I consider it true providence both E and W are back in the same city, a different one than they started in, but nonetheless able to play with and love each other. Their friendship is sweet and comical to watch. Both being either the oldest or the only child, they both like to call the shots, which we know doesn't work ever. Everyone can't make the rules at the same time. There was much: "But I think we should do this." "But I think we should do that." "But I want to do this." "Oh this is definitely the best idea." However, there was very little anger and a lot of sharing time and ideas. I was impressed.

I am so thankful for these guys. Absolutely thankful.