Growing up

From the time I was in 1st grade until Jeff and I moved to Flagstaff in 1993 I lived in the best neighborhood, with the best friends a kid could have. We have reunions still.... We lived in a culd-a-sac. All 6 houses had kids around the same age, we all went to school together. Our parents were all best friends and hung out daily at each other's homes with all the kids and were so very close, they did everything together, shopping, gardening, girl (boy) scouts, gymnastics, soccer, softball teams. My mom is still BFF with one of them. The parents even painted bases on the street in the culd-a-sac for us to play baseball. When my dad passed away it was amazing, these people were substantial to us emotionally, physically, they were there for us. And since there was no man in the house anymore they always helped us out with those manly things and made sure we were safe. I have such wonderful memories of that period of time and it seems now days life is not like that very often. I so want that in my grown up, parenting life. I want to have wonderful neighbors whom I truly like and trust with my child. To just walk across the street and chat and hang out and have a great conversation. It seems everyone is so busy and won't make time for just being a neighbor. My goal this month is to invite all of our neighbors over for a get together and let everyone meet. Maybe I will discover a wonderful friendship, or just give everyone a chance to get over that hard to make the first move step. I think it is so very important to know your neighbors and I don't understand why people are so weird about it. We do know a few of our neighbors, but not real well and from what I can see they all seem very nice. There is a couple 2 housed down with a boy a little older than Sam and it would be wonderful if they could be buds. The mom is a stay at home mom too, so we could really help each other out, right??? I will let you all know how it goes! I am excited....