Friends

Maddie is in the stage of life where she is realizing the importance of girlfriends. And more than just the usual stuff at school or church. It's now become a little posse of 3 girls that hang out together and are silly and goofy and truly themselves. I love seeing her comfortable and the "Maddie" I know and love. Brooke had her birthday party last weekend, and most of the girls from Maddie's class went. It was a "spa" party. Yep. Spa. All of us moms stood there and drooled over the mani/pedi/chocolate facial treatment. It was complete with big, fluffy pink robes and paraffin wax for the hands and feet. The girls were silly, ate cheese puffs by the truckload, sang and danced to Justin Bieber (yes, I have given up that fight and caved.....until he does something in the media that warrants me removing his CD from our home). It was the ultimate birthday and she had a blast with her girlfriends.

And I can't help but think of my posse of friends growing up, and how blessed I was to have them. I know Maddie is still young, and that we'll probably move at least one more time, but I can't help but wish for her what I had growing up. I think girlfriends are the best thing ever. I have made some wonderful friends in all our moving and growing up, but there will always be that small group of girls I hold near and dear to my heart. The one's who know me better than most, and the one's who I think to call first when things go bad. One's who I can gorge myself on kettle corn with while reminiscing about all the silly things we used to do, boys we had crushes on, and adventures we took together. The one's who I may not chat with as much as I'd like, but when we do it's as if no time has been lost at all. I pray for my girls many spa parties, with cheese puffs by the truckload, singing and dancing to their favorite songs, and cucumber slices to cover their eyes.