M and I have been watching Friends together since sometime last spring, at the rate of a few episodes a week. It's one of those compensations for your sweet babies growing up into teenagers—when you can share something you enjoy with your child, even if it is something as trivial as a TV show.
I wrote a little essay about our Friends-watching experience, and I'm pleased that it's been published at Grown and Flown. I'd love it if you checked it out.
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