They’re a huge improvement over our last neighbors. Which, honestly, it doesn’t take much for that to be true. All they need to do is not let their three year old wander away down the road while they lie on the couch passed out in a drug induced stupor.
Yeah, that really happened once.
I think I’ve mentioned before that even though we live out in the country, we’re surrounded by crazies.
We used to live in a house in the older part of the city (that’s a nice way a saying it was sort of on the wrong side of the tracks), and our neighbors there were normal. Go figure.
Anyway, our new neighbors really do seem to be good, decent, hard working folks. In fact, the neighbor guy helped Dave fix our lawn mower tonight, and probably saved us a couple hundred dollars. See why I like them so much?
They have a little girl David’s age, and two are becoming good friends. I’m thrilled David finally has a nice playmate.
David, however, has more than friendship in mind. He told me he plans on marrying the neighbor girl.
A few days ago the two kids were playing outside, and I was watching them. I guess the little girl got tired of playing with David, and she stood up and announced that she was going home.
David didn’t want her to go, and in a desperate attempt to stop her from leaving he yelled after to her, “I love you!”
Well, even five year olds can have awkward relationship moments apparently.
The little girl stopped, slowly looked back over her shoulder, and gave David a look that had, “You’re weird. Please stop stalking me,” written all over it. Then she turned back around, and went home without saying anything.
David just stood there, dejected. His words of endearment hanging in the wind.
“I think you might have come on a little too strong David. Try more subtlety next time,” I advised him.
I guess they worked it out, because they’ve played together a few times since. I’m glad, because I don’t have to constantly keep David entertained when we’re outside.
There’s really only one drawback to having people living right next door again.
I can’t take the dogs out in my pajamas in the mornings anymore.