Slice of Life: Day 11
I love that we live on a cul-de-sac. It’s one of the reasons I fell in love with our house. I grew up on a cul-de-sac as a kid and I have many fond memories of playing with friends and neighbors. Our cul-de-sac is no exception. It is within view of the park, so it usually draws other bikers, scooters and roller bladers. Today my daughter was adamant about learning how to scooter on her own. My son had out the big bouncy ball and was kicking it around. Then a neighbor friend saw us on the way home from the park, dumped his bike and helmet in the grass and went to scour our garage for some other ball, toy or wheeled-something.
First, it was sword fighting with water blasters. Then, throwing the tennis ball and catching it with velcro mitts. Then, onto the bike.