I know we’re supposed to hate watching our kids grow up but there are some beautiful stages along the way!! Yesterday, another book opened in our home and it made my heart soar.
It was coming up on supper time. Brady was barbecuing burgers and the kids were on the deck with him. They wanted to bike, but thanks to our recent scare, there was no way they were allowed to bike on the road without supervision. Sorry not sorry. They settled for the deck and the swings. They weren’t out there too long before our doorbell rang. I went to answer it and a couple of the kids from up the street were standing on the patio, helmets in hand.
“Can Dekker come and play?”
Brady happened to have his head in the back door at the time, and said he still had about 15-20 minutes at the grill. I asked the kids if more of our kids could join, and they nodded eagerly.
“Thats great! I’ll send them out!” The kids bolted to their bikes. Within seconds, my kids were ripping around our house, into the garage for their bikes.
It. Was. Awesome.
I think I’ve mentioned on here, but if you missed it, the street we ended up building on wasn’t our first choice. Or our second. Yet, as God would have it, we are SO HAPPY exactly where we ended up!! This is so clearly where we belong. We love it here!
As I think about who is living near us, I don’t anticipate this will be the last time our kids will rip up and down out street with their friends from up the street. There are more amazing kids on the street adjacent to us that I hope join in. There are lots of little babies, too, who will grow and join in as soon as they’re able, I’m sure.
I’m SO happy with our little neighbourhood, and the people in it. We are exactly where we belong.
Doesn’t hurt when people bring us cookies either! Our street doesn’t hold the only beautiful people in town ❤️
Thank you, sweet kids up the street, for including the sweet kids down the street. They had a total blast!