My children are learning that I like to capture funny comments and stories in my writer’s notebook. When my daughter had her friends over, my shorthand couldn’t keep up with the hilarious conversation they were having. My notebook holds some great snippets of laughter.
Recently, my oldest son had several friends over. As I was fixing snacks in the other room, one of the teens began an elaborate story about his previous night’s dream of being a wedding planner, something totally off for his personality. As he began to share one bizarre, elaborate detail after another, the group interjected their ideas. The story grew and grew and grew.
My youngest son came into the room, looked at me chuckling and said, “Hey mom, do you want your notebook?”
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