When we moved into our house on post, I had expectations that I would be BFFs with the other ladies on the block. Our kids would hang out all day and we’d get together for wine and girl’s nights. When we had new neighbors move in a few doors down, I even went over with cookies in hopes that we’d spend mornings at each others houses sharing coffee. Sadly, that hasn’t been the case. However, after last night, I have a sliver of hope.
While I was preparing dinner, I heard a knock on the door. As I walked towards the front of the house, I heard voices and saw some punk ass teenagers in the area. I was reluctant to open the door in fear that they were selling something or asking for donations. I peeked out the door and saw a lovely purple trick or treat pumpkin with a note hanging out.
Inside the pumpkin was a bunch of candy, two rubber duckies, and some body parts that grow when you put them in water. Veronica and Adri quickly claimed the candy and split it amongst themselves. Fine by me, since I spent yet another day sneaking Snickers from the trick or treat bowl. We’ll probably start “growing” the body parts this evening, after school.
I don’t have much on my to-do list today, so Juli and I will most likely head to the store to pick up some goodies to boo another neighbor. I’m so happy that this tradition hit our street. I look forward to passing it on, and hopefully forming some friendships with the neighbors.
Have you been boo’d?