After we left JoJo and Papa’s river house we loaded into the truck and headed straight for Isle of Palms (by way of one night at my Dad’s house) for our annual Cobb-Clark-Shertzer reunion. It’s our fourth year in a row to spend a week with these dear friends and our third year in a row to venture to the same beach house in Isle of Palms, South Carolina.
The relationship we have with the Clarks and Shertzers is irreplaceable. Our friendships were forged long before our children were even a twinkle in the eye. And even though life circumstances will likely keep us from ever living in the same state ever again, our lives remain linked in profound ways. Amy, Samantha, Rich and Steve mean so much to Brent and I. It’s ridiculous to even try and describe our friendships. We just pick up right where we left off and don’t miss a beat. And the really remarkable thing is that our children do too. Even the ones that weren’t born in Colorado and don’t have any sort of bond or memory from those early years.
These girls in particular have always impressed us with their undeniable understanding that they were born to be besties. There just wasn’t another choice in the cards for them and they seem to be more than okay with that arrangement. In fact, Sarah has already said that all she wants for her 7th birthday is a trip to Boston to see Caroline. So in lieu of a party she and I will be boarding a plane at the end of October for a girls weekend in Beantown. (You absolutely will not hear me complaining about this birthday wish!)
Each time we get together it’s both disturbing and comforting to see just how similar these two girls are. In size, attitude, behavior, interest, and even hair style – they’re practically twins.
Also, in ridiculous picture posing.
(Who knew air quotes were so popular with the six year old set?)
Oh Kikaroni and Cheese, how I love you.
Not to be outdone, a couple of the boys had to come out and show off a few moves of their own. William and Benjamin were already hard charging toward the beach, but Ephraim and Hayden stuck around to show off their guns…
and their giggles…
geez, I don’t even know what to call that.
Yep, these kiddos were born to be besties. And that’s just the way their mamas like it.