Friday Night Fun
ByI became a mother very young. I remember holding my newborn and watching my friends get ready to go out for the night. I remember them putting on their makeup and dolling themselves up with makeup while I dreamed of the day I could shower again.
At some point in the past years things have changed. I no longer watched my friends being young in envy. I became content in the security and love that filled my life.
It is Friday night. I am sure many of my friends are getting ready to head out on the town. Do you know where I am?
I am baking cookies with a pretty happy little boy.
and there is nothing you could say to convince me that being young and wild is better than this.
This is the best Friday night I have had in a long time.
And chocolate chip cookies are the perfect ending to a day stuck in bed with the flu.
That looks like a blast. I remember being one of the friends getting ready to go out while my friend held her kid. But, she would go out with us and drop her kid off at her moms. And get drunker and act crazier than anyone else. I wonder if she is making cookies with him now. I need to call her and check in. :)
I won’t say I never went out. But it is WAY less appealing these days.
Cookies are so much more fun!