my friend named charlie

November 17th, 2012

One fun side effect from school is Asher’s new found friendship with Charlie who lives across the street. I met Charlie’s mom Sarah when they were babies but Charlie is a few months younger and we never really ended up hanging out. Charlie has been in day care canadian non prescription viagra for the past couple of years so we really never saw them very much during the day. They were stop in the street when we bumped into each other kind of friends but not really anything more than that.

At the meet and greet last spring we were like “hey cool, they are in the same class” and since Sarah is on maternity leave for her 2nd kid right now we’ve been walking home from school together every day.

And sometimes to school, and usually to the playground, and occasionally to Charlie’s house and once in a while our house. Asher asks to see Charlie pretty much every day. “Where is Charlie?” “What is Charlie doing?” just constantly. “I want to go to Charlie’s house” I mean you have no idea.

Their teachers have mentioned how well they get along in school and whenever I ask Asher who he played with in the yard he ALWAYS says Charlie. Asher told me he calls him “Charlie Brown” because he has brown hair.

And its so cute when we walk into class and Charlie shouts “ASHER!!” because he is pretty excited to see his friend too.

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  • 1. Carolee  |  November 22nd, 2012 at 2:08 am

    Aww, that’s the stuff of life-long friendships!

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