I have made lots of little friends on the block, spending much of my summer playing mancala, UNO, basketball, soccer, and sitting on the porch.
This summer has been difficult for a few reasons I'm not going to get into here, but as I look at some of these pictures I am reminded of how blessed I am. It's not everywhere that this kind of community happens. Most times I love living in the city, but sometimes I would give just about anything to sit by rolling hills, watching the sun go down. Then I think about how I would miss out on moments like the ones below. Meet my neighbors...and if come visit so you can hang out with them in person!
The boys playing soccer
the girls - who insisted on playing together, wanting nothing to do with the boys!
my most frequent visitors...
a budding football player, hoopster, and mancala star, all who enjoy pretzels
more than any other kids I know...
These are the precious faces I'd be missing if I lived elsewhere. The moments are priceless:
- driving up on the block hearing "Misss Abbbyyy" as one of the kids runs up to greet me.
- a suggestion that we should create a contract for yard work.
- trying to convince a 12-yr. old that he doesn't need girlfriend(s) at his age, let alone 4!
- teaching them how to play new games.
- letting them bake with me, and then sharing the goodies with their families.
- J, standing in my kitchen, "Miss Abby, you know you have everything a man wants."
Me, a little taken aback, "Um...what?"
J, gazing at the shelves, "You got mac n' cheese, shrimps, tacos, pork, chicken...all that a man loves."
Me, relieved, "Oohhh, well I guess if a woman knows how to cook huh?"
J, "Yup, a woman who can cook."
Me, "Good J, wait another 10 years before you start looking!"
...smiles all around!
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