So, for the first time since I was a little kid, I have made friends with my neighbors.
Maybe a couple weeks ago Sam and I took Jocelyn on a walk and we happened to turn right at the foot of our driveway and walk towards Mack (normally we walk the other direction and go deeper into our neighborhood). As we got closer to the end of our street we noticed a gathering of very little kids, all younger than 3, playing in a front yard, with the parents standing by chatting.
As we walked past the yard the adults said hello and one of them said “Hey, I’m your neighbor”. I looked up and indeed it was the guy who lived almost directly across the street. We had met a few times, especially at Halloween. He has a son that is probably three and is very cute. Apparently he is also obsessed with my car and tells his father whenever my car gets home or leaves.
So we stopped and chatted and were introduced to the other parents standing there and all the kids. Everyone seemed nice and we all got along.