I can’t move.
Not because I paid way more than my house is worth right now. Not because we can’t afford to move. It’s because I have the best neighborhood.
Everyone on our street and surrounding streets have kids. Kids that just happen to match up gender and age-wise.
it BROKE. This is him apologizing to Mr. H (our neighbor). The men were more uspet than the kids who were chasing it.
Project a movie onto your garage door and voila! You get them ALL to sit. MAGIC! My favorite is little A in his red helmet. The movie must have started when he was riding his bike.
They haven’t realized that they far outnumber the adults…..YET! And yes, that’s “Tom and Jerry”. Maybe we felt the need to throw in some old-school violence.
I’m still trying to figure out why the 70ish single woman who lived next door moved.