When I was a kid I remember my mom or aunts yelling that through the house or over their fences to visitors. Why would we be inside?
I don't know how to become neighborly as a relatively reclusive adult. But I theoretically want a community for my family. The summer is the time to do it for sure though.
And Andrew makes it easier. I managed to invite one neighborhood family to his birthday party. They were great and their kids adorable. But I haven't talked to them since.
Now to build on it and get friendly enough that once the sun goes away we seek their faces out in the cold and dark.
A few more weeks of pulling out the cool sprinkler maze, a few more weeks of spending our evenings on long (sunlit) walks and a few more weeks of the non-committal "we're in back" invitations could just be the thing to solidify.

Watching dad and grandpa build the sprinkler.


Popsicles with cousins

Pizza in the pool. Is there anything better?
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1 comment:
Good luck with your community building! I have found that this generic little (mega) apartment complex I live in is much more social than I ever imagined... It's a little strange and unsettling to me after an adult lifetime of being fairly Northwest-reclusive, but it's also kinda nice!
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