Got back in touch with a good friend from my son's early intervention days.
Was like we'd only spoken yesterday instead of almost 4 years lol.
Yakked?
We didn't stop chattering like a pair of magpies *snort*, swapping suggestions and ideas.
She's been looking for teen swimming lessons for her boy, which I was able to recommend and then she to me about a footy club for my boy.
Cos we've tried the whole local football club thing, done the bullying thing ("but he's only joking when he calls your son an idiot, it's a bit of sporty ribbing. Geeze youse are thin-skinned" Ahuh. Yeah, right. In the carpark, away from the field, whilst throwing rocks?) and we got the t-shirt souvenir to prove it.