By Jennifer 8. Lee | September 14, 2007
Last Sunday I went out for dim sum with my college roommate and her husband and their adorable baby Audrey. Audrey, who is about 9 months old, is normally very picky about food actually loved the rice porridge and the mango pudding. It was very adorable to watch. Random thought that occured to me. Have my friends produced more books or babies now? When I mean friend, I mean more or less peer +/- five years from my own age (loose definition, but that)
I started counting.
The answer seems to be more books, for now.
My friend Michael pointed out, that’s not normal. I move in weird circles.
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