The down side of a neighborhood is any time I step out the door I’m likely to run into someone. At the end of the day my dog is wining to go for a walk, two days ago I crossed paths with the owners of two poodles. The humans were nice though the poodles were barking a lot. Last night I was still on my lawn when the neighbor across the street started talking to me, then I started walking the dog and ran into the neighbor’s husband for a chat. They’re all good people, but at that time of day I basically just got off work and want to relax. The girls are sleeping for the night, prep work for tomorrow is done, all the animals fed, I’m looking for some quiet time. Having kids means I’ll be spending the next 18 years looking for quiet time since yesterday we also took the girls to the pediatrician and today we’re going to the daycare to drop off school supplies for the year. The system they have at daycare for kid drop off and pick up is the parent stays in the car and the teacher loads the kid, that will keep conversation to a minimum though I know they’ll be plenty of chatter as time goes on. When we first moved here, we were the talk of the grocery store, someone said that. My amazing girls will increase that talk and I’m usually the only dad around in child care situations. Image of wood toys my princess painted.
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