I’ve known you my whole entire life

by doodaddy on February 25, 2009

“Daddy, can I ask you a question?” Boo asked me today in the car. She’s never prefaced a question like this so I brace for impact. What’s the worst thing she could ask about? Mean girls? Boys and their equipment? Whether dolls go to heaven?


Boo checks out her sister’s future prom date

“Um, sure.”

There’s a long pause during which I get even more nervous.

“Do you still have a question?”

“Yeah. Yeah. Will M. and I be friends when she’s a big girl?”

That’s what she’s so serious about? Tears welled up: major Awwww moment.

“I think you will, honey. We’re going to live here a long time, and M. is going to be here a long time, too. So I bet you’ll still be friends until you’re big girls and even grownups.”

And I mean it. For all the times I’ve complained about our lonely semi-suburban neighborhood and its unforgivable sin of distance from any independent coffee shops — well, forget all that.

This is why we’re here — so that our kids (us, too) can have and keep long-term friendships even before they get on Facebook. So that they can say, someday soon, “I’ve known you my whole entire life.”

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{ 4 comments… read them below or add one }

Kelly D February 27, 2009 at 1:45 pm

Some of my best friends today are those friendships I’ve had since 5th grade. What a sweet little girl to desire friendships so early in life.


Nan February 27, 2009 at 5:41 pm

Yup, those are the best kinds of friends.


Art Dada March 2, 2009 at 5:09 pm

One of my best friends is someone who I have known since 2nd grade. I grew up in the suburbs but I don’t think that my son is any less likely to have life-long friends because we live in the biggest of cities. Some people hold onto their friends and some people don’t, no matter where they live.


choosydad March 3, 2009 at 6:34 am

That’s sweet. I feel bad for our daughter as her “best friends” keep moving away. Somehow she manages to pick kids whose parents relocate often for work, or always have one foot out the door.


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