Are they cute , or what? The handsome young man on the left is the son fellow blogger Practigal
. The tow headed toddler is the CP
On Sunday I doubled the number of on- line friends I have met in person. From one to two. Not only did Practigal and I get a chance to talk face to face, but we included her husband, The Pickleman
, my daughter Sarcas-sis
and her hubby, and of course the boys in our soiree. The adults were chatting away immediately, like the old friends we are. The boys, well they kind of regarded each other from beneath lowered eyelids, and from behind mommies. We tried to steer the conversation to Thomas the Train
since they both like blue choo-choo. Still they played shy. Right up until Practigal and Pickleman decided it was time to be on their way. Then they bonded. Apparently, "you can't get me" is universal boy for "let's be friends". Frivolity ensued, involving some rearranging of the furniture in the lobby of the Hyatt Summerfield Suites. When they absolutely had to part they shook hands like the two little gentleman they are.