We are Nancy and Ali.
We used to live in the same state, in the same little town, a long time ago. One day Ali said, “Can I cook dinner for you?” Our children remember that Ali cooked dinner every single night. That probably isn’t very true.
We don’t remember eating. We just remember LAUGHING.
Like the time one child (there are a total of 3 in two families, but when together the number expands exponentially) said, “…and he was bilingual in like 40 different languages!”
We now live in different states. One day Nancy said, “Can we do a blog together?” Maybe our children will think we blog every single night. That probably won’t be very true.
all shall be words
and all shall be words
and all manner of thing shall be words