Back in the Day, Backyard Bliss. Following up on yesterday's post:
We did a lot with the kids next door. Most
was at this time of the year, during the months without any Rs in their name. These
months are: May, June, July, & August. The only other traditional time we really saw our neighbors (other than
graduation parties, etc.) was on New Year’s Eve when we’d gather ‘round &
grab a pot & spoon minutes before midnight to stand on the front stoop
& bang away. Oh yes, good times.
Both yards had a few fun things. Ours, a large grassy area & a jungle gym; theirs, a sandbox with an overhead “non-tree” fort, with a slide attached as well as swings. The whole thing looked rather similar to this one (Amazon link), though their dad had personally designed & built theirs. They also had an above ground swimming pool (Amazon link) that was exactly like this one, sharing the same 4' height, which their dad had also personally installed. Good fences make good neighbors, & our yards were divided by one of the same design as this. Yes, this is the gate, not the fence (link to Amazon as well as the image link in the top left). It was, after all, the gate which allotted us the ability to access each other's yards 😉.
There was a large age divide between us
& the kids next door; however, their cousins spent plenty of time with
them, especially through these “good weather” months, these months without any Rs,
where we can sit outside & it’s not a bad thing for us to do
😉. Our neighbors, having their cousins around, bridged our age gap
& provided a few more lucky souls with which we could all hang out.
We mostly swam in the pool. Sometimes a
little whiffle ball, or a quick round of basketball. Riding our bikes up &
down the driveway provided entertainment too. We had popsicles in the afternoon
sun as well as hamburgers & hot dogs in the evenings when the adults gathered ‘round
too.
There were large age gaps throughout all
our dynamics; somehow, we all managed to intertwine regardless. The dads had a twelve-year
age gap’ the kids, the oldest to the youngest, had a ten-year age gap.
Here we are upon us, the first of four
months in a row where there’s no R in the month’s name. Here’s to you as you
enjoy safely sitting on cement until it’s time to return to the school yard once
again.