Neighbors

Hazel and I talk about the neighbors next to us and behind us. Sometimes she says goodnight neighbors when we can see them in their windows at night, or she comments about seeing their garbage cans out for pickup. I thought I'd show off her knowledge of her neighbors to Daddy, so I asked her where our neighbors were - thinking she'd point out the window. Instead she said house maybe. That's right - they're in their houses. I think she may just have Mommy's sense of humor.