Monday, August 20, 2007

Our own language

I just got off the phone with my BFF and we talked about her pregnancy, our jobs, our husbands and our toddlers. When we were in junior high we used code and slang that we had our own language that no one else ever understood. Over the years I have added a few BFF's to my roster. And since Jess and I did not go to high school together and then she moved up north to go to Stanford and never came back. We always kept in touch, but it wasn't until after our babies were born a few years ago that we really got back in close touch. None of my other BFF's have babies (yet!) and as we talked about maternity clothes and day-care I realized that we now have our own language again.

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