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Yesterday was the first time I got to meet a blogging friend. MamaM and her 2 beautiful daughters, Iris & Eloise, met us at the zoo yesterday afternoon and we had such a good time!
As I was driving to meet her I was kind of surprised to realize I wasn't nervous. I really felt like I knew her after reading her blog for the last 9 months or so. And when she pulled up while I was getting the kids out of the van, her first smile confirmed what I had been thinking.
Right away I felt comfortable around her, like I could totally be myself. She is so warm and funny and has a really sweet way with her girls. James and Iris got along fabulously and Eloise & Ruby had fun inspecting and tugging on each other. (Ruby did try to get a bite in but I think I stopped her just in time.) (Oh, Ruby.) I am kind of sad that we'll be out of town all next week but we do have plans to get together one more time before they head back to WA.
At one point, near the end of the day, we were waiting in line for the carousel. Ruby is familiar with this now and was not happy that the gate was shut and she had to wait. So here is this little tiny red headed girl gripping the bars of the gate and shrieking her loudest shriek. I grabbed her and caught Mama's eye as I was lifting her up...she was laughing right along with me. There was no lifted brow or widened eyes...just that look of, I know, they are unbelievable sometimes. This secured a place in my heart for her. :) Thank God for other mothers.
Since I've been blogging and found other blogs that I like so much, I understand internet dating a little more. That's what blogging is like, in a sense. You can search through thousands, millions, of blogs looking for another person that you find funny or smart or inspiring. It's no surprise that I liked MamaM so much...I started reading her blog because I liked what she had to say, you know? This is probably not a huge revelation for most of you but it was a little click of understanding for me. (I've always thought online dating a little odd...sorry, Dad.) hee hee.