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On Friday mornings Daniel and I have a standing playdate with Elijah and his mom Sarah. We met at a playground last fall and within about 5 minutes of conversation became instant friends. Our little boys are less than two weeks apart in age, and they're similar physical types (chunky, with heads like little bowling balls). Together, adorable.

Here are just a few of the highlights of our conversation this Friday:

We pored over a photo of the inside of her church. Earnestly, and in great detail, we discussed its design flaws (rose window clashing with alleluia tapestry; placement of cross interrupting visual flow; another design element that resembled an upside-down cross; etc.).

Marketing ideas for my business.

Typography: the world's most conservative art form.

The sublime beauty of classical Greek architecture. Order = beauty.



What we didn't talk about: parenting.

4 Comments:

  • That is smart. That's the one thing I don't like to talk about with my very best friend. Everyone has their own ideas about parenting.

    posted by Blogger Heather on 11:14 AM  

  • I know what you mean. I also have some friends that it's understood we Just Don't Go There. But in this case it was for the much nicer reason that we had so many more interesting things to talk about. :)

    posted by Blogger Julie on 12:26 PM  

  • Wow....

    I don't know how long its been since parenting DIDN'T enter a conversation with just about anyone I spent some time with.

    posted by Blogger Sleeping Mommy on 1:35 PM  

  • How did you manage that? I'm very impressed.

    posted by Blogger Running2Ks on 9:50 PM