The door bell rings … Ella calls out, “Who is it?”
She eagerly wants to open the door. “No, No, Ella. Let Mommy look through the peep hole 1st.”
Michelle sees no one?
Michelle opens the door and 3-foot, 3.5 year-old Cloe from next door is standing by herself.
She sputters out “Can can can can Ella come over and play now?”
They walk next door like two pre-teens about to text a vote for Sanjaya.
We return inside our quiet house and make dinner.
Wow, this is what we have been dreaming of for so long and why we moved to San Elijo Hills 2.5 years ago.
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