How cool is this?

Two pictures from our playdate today with Reagan, 5, and Peyton, 2.



Reagan and Peyton's mom is my oldest friend and one of my best friends, Karen. On one of my first days of first grade, in walks this little tow-headed munchkin that no one had ever seen before. My teacher, whom I think was named Mrs. Leininger (Karen, am I right?) says: "Kristi, can you please show Karen where the milk is at lunch?"

And there you have it. We've been friends pretty much ever since, even through my many moves to Colorado and then Texas and then back to Colorado (that doesn't even count the latest moves between these two states ... sheesh!) In fact, Karen and I were roommates for most of college, and she lived a few doors down from me in Apartment P (I was in "L") when I met Jerry. When we bought our first homes, we were but a couple miles apart. We used to joke that we'd probably live together when we're 90 years old, taking turns risking our lives driving to the grocery store.

So today, it was pretty awesome to see our four kids playing together. And even better that they all got along so well. I forsee many more such days of four little tow-heads from a different generation bobbing around the playgrounds north of Denver.