Saturday, February 23, 2013

February 23. Day 54. You've got to hand it to the kids

I never know what I am going to see when I walk out the front door.
Some days I see a shop, some days a race track and today there was an airport and rocket launch pad in one section and a street scene in another.
There is a tiny but awesome community garden area literally outside my front door. At the other end of the garden is the home of Mike and Sue and their three kids.
The kids have adopted the area which is not much more than an easement and turned it into a fantastic safe place for them to ride their scooters, have a picnic or play with their toys.
These are the hands of Eliana and Mitchell setting up for lunch for their toys.
As the oldest Eliana was calling the shots, taking on the duty of inviting the friends.
Ring, Ring. "Hi, I know you live near by. Would you like to drop over? No need to bring anything. Just come as you are."
Kirralee, next in line, insisted on phone calls to each of the toy playmates. Wouldn't want any gatecrashers to drop in uninvited.
Mitch, the youngest, was welcome to bring his friends too but he did get into a bit of strife for knocking at the wrong imaginary door which would have had him enter the imaginary house via a girl's bedroom. Clearly we can't have that sort of behaviour.
It was such a joy watching them at play. You've got to hand it to them. They've got it sorted.

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