We have new neighbors across the street and I’ve spied a cute little girl who looks about four years old. It will be nice to have more children in the neighborhood, especially since our beloved two-year-old neighbor and her parents moved away last month.
We haven’t had a chance to go over and say hi yet. They seem nice, tidy, quiet.
Hmmm…. we’ve got one out of three going for us!
As much as I try to rein it in, we are the family with sidewalk chalk all over the front steps, wood sculptures stacked in the back yard, bikes tossed on the grass in a rush, the slip-and-slide and hose rigged to the slide in the back yard, dinosaurs hiding in the flower beds, baskets hanging from climbing trees and signs of children everywhere.
We are also the family whose kids are running around at dusk playing tag, enthusiastically calling to the bats after dark, screeching at unfair calls in made up games, having shouting matches, laughing in the sprinkler and generally always letting you know there are children about.
Yesterday, the following exchange could be heard from the front steps:
Anna: Mom! Alex is on your car again!
Me: Well, get him down please.
Anna: Jack is poking him with a broom!
We are that family.
Hopefully they’ll like us anyway. 🙂