I pray for my daughters' friends. (I also guard their lives diligently and quite unapologetically.) I am grateful for the friends God has provided to my daughters. Interestingly, their friends' mothers are also the friends God has provided for me.  With friends, my daughters will translate Cicero, play chase, talk about books, share books, celebrate each other's gifts, and spur each other on in various good works. (And it isn't so different with the grown ups.) Iron sharpens iron at any age.  Seen in the pictures above are the gifts my oldest daughter gave/ received from her precious co-op classmate.  


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