On Saturday our kiddo neighbors set up a lemonade stand in the front yard and yelled at passersby, "LEMONADE!" It being the cutest thing Daniel and I had ever seen we rushed into our shoes and grabbed dollars and scurried across the street to buy a cup. Penn stayed inside, peeking at us through the blinds. Dying to go play, but paralyzed with shyness.
Our neighbor-kinder-girl-friend is adorable and not shy. She soon after marched across the street to see if Penn wanted to come over. She'll never know I had to drag him out from under the kitchen table to answer the door. But fun was had.
Then we moseyed over to the Spring Carnival where Penn rode mechanical swings and had silly string and threw pies in kids faces and spun wheels for candy. He raced boats and rode Pirate Ships and slid down the Fun Slide 50 (ish) times. He played with some of his best friends and made a few new ones.
Today we slept in. Neighbors brought over cupcakes and nachos. There was a bike ride to the park. There is bread rising in the kitchen. And have I mentioned we live in some kind of story book now?
Happily Ever After.