THE POSSE

When Peter started kindergarten, I didn't know any local moms because we had gone to a Greek preschool in a neighboring town. Little did I know that I would soon meet a new group of friends, and that this group would eventually grow and be called The Posse. We were the regular group of moms outside the school doors in the afternoon. Soon we were going to the beach with our families on Wednesday nights, and we gathered in a few more moms. Then, around 4th grade, we discovered that a dad who also waited outside the school gates was referring to us as "The Posse". (Prior to this, the only posse I'd been acquainted with was the one in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, the book, which was the screenplay of the movie, and which I had because my uncle owned some movie theatres in the east and we'd get movie stuff in those days, and I was an avid reader and read everything that was already in the house and that came into the house. Still do). I thought that a Posse had to be on horseback and after someone clever, but I guess it can be a bunch of chatty moms at a schoolyard gate! Alright, alright, here's a link: Posse

Now we mostly gather for Moms' Nights at each others' homes, at the beach, and even on our boat. Although we are very different from each other we still share the common bond of middle school children. These are women who would have your back when the chips are down. We talk and laugh and drink and share. We share a connection that will last our lifetimes, and each of us contributes to the connection in her own unique way. Last night's spirited discussion of Facebook/iPods/Cell Phones/Computers and TVs in kids' rooms gave everyone plenty to think about. It ran the gamut from not allowed at all to complete freedom for all of it. Guess who the freedom mom is!