As we were driving to the school, The Boy was asking all kinds of questions about what middle school when my mind drifed off to a conversation I had with a very old friend a summer or two ago....
Friend: Hahaha, remember middle school!?! We had so much fun.
Me: Oh my gosh! We were so naughty! I can't believe we never got caught pulling the shit we pulled!
Friend: I know!! Remember how everyone used to sneak into your house at night and we'd all hang out in your bedroom until 3 or 4 in the morning?!
Me: LOL!! I know! I swear, I have no idea how we never got busted! We had so many people over! What about when Frank (name changed to protect the not so innocent) used to steal his brother's car?!
Friend: Frank!!! Hahahaha!! What about you stealing your mom's car! We couldn't have been more than 12 or 13!!!
Flash back to reality... 12 or 13!!! Oh my good gracious!!! The Boy will be 12 in December! I met my closest friends and partners in crime in the 6th grade!!! The 6th grade!!!! I. Am. So. Not. Ready. For. This.
|Me on left - in Middle School|