A New Kind of Fun

Last night, while Sean and I were getting ready for bed, we got a call from a few of his high school friends. They were calling us from a noisy bar, and I could hear everyone laughing and shouting in the background. Three of them that just graduated are moving into a new apartment together, just outside of Boston, and wanted to know when they could come visit Sean.

He was on the phone for a bit before reminding them that he couldn't talk long because had to get up for work, and that our sleeping baby was in the next room. They said goodbye, and I felt a pang of jealousy.

"Doesn't that sound like fun?" I asked Sean. "They're all just starting out on this new life with so many fun things to come".
"No way, no way would I want to be any one of them" he said.

I immediately laughed at myself because we too are just starting out, with so many fun things in front of us. We're certainly not going to be hitting up the bars, or staying out at parties (a good night for us is a movie on TBS and a bottle of wine). We aren't living the typical twenty-something college life by any means, but that doesn't mean we don't have our own kind of fun.

Today when I was trying to take Aiden's picture, he thought it was a video, and wouldn't stop dancing around, sticking out his elbows and hopping up and down. All the pictures ended up being of his head jostling around, like this:





For me, dancing around with Aiden is plenty of fun. Gossiping with my best friends is plenty of fun. Wandering through the neighborhood hand in hand with Sean is plenty of fun. Certainly not the type I imagined I'd be having at 21, but more than I could've hoped more.

Besides, this type of fun doesn't leave you with a raging headache, only one shoe on, and wondering who's number is written on your forehead the next morning.