In My Neighborhood :: Fun

by Stefani on 8-October-2007

Alright then, today’s Neighborhood Week topic is “fun.”

Hmmm, well, whatever we are lacking in peace, we certainly make up for in the way of fun!

Seriously, we have a knack for making even the most ordinary of events extraordarily fun. (Shall I warn you now that I’m in a bit of a sarcastic mood?)

Case in point: my middle son (God love him – which is what you say in Texas, to precede something you probably shouldn’t say about someone, but are going to say anyhow) thought it would be “fun” to take off on his own in the grocery store, to have a look at some Halloween stuff. I reached for the cheddar, turned around, and he was gone. Complete panic ensued, until a dear, sweet woman with a little baby came around the corner with him, red faced and crying, at her side. I, of course, hugged him and told him never ever to leave again because it scares Mama, so badly.

I looked up and thanked the young mom, who then told me, in no uncertain terms, that I should, “really watch him more carefully.”

She probably thought I was an awful mother because I actually laughed outloud at this and said, “yes, I’ll get right on that.”

I’ve had loads of fun, ever since, thinking of all the ways that her little cherub will knock that confident smirk off her face over the next few years. Oh to be a new mom again, and think that you know everything. Hilarious good fun, that was.

It was fun too when the same child, yes, the middle child, came in from the backyard today with blood pouring out of his nose. He had been practicing circus tricks on the monkey bars while I made his lunch, and landed unceremoniously, nose to the dirt. Her words rang in my hears – I should really watch him more carefullly.

I don’t remember if she had a boy or a girl in her cart. I hope it was a boy. I think she needs a boy to lighten her up a little.

But I digress. This post is about where we find fun in our neighoborhood, not how we carry it everywhere we go, like a banner before us.

I asked my guys where we go for fun in our neigborhood, and they informed me that we ride bikes,


go to the park,


Saddled Up

walk in the woods at one end of our street, or the creek at the other end, and catch bugs,


Luna Moth?

(we found this one today, and think it is on it’s way to becoming a Luna Moth, which is incredibly exciting to me. More on that, another time.)

As for me, I think that what makes our neighborhood fun is the simple fact that each house is as different as their inhabitants.

Our neighborhood is older, broken in, and seems to understand what that sweet, and no doubt well meaning young mom at the store, did not – try as you might to bring about conformity, sometimes people just are who they are. Our neigborhood is quirky, not perfectly manicured. There is no homeowners association to tell you when to put your trashcan away or what you can do in your backyard, or what color your mailbox should be.


For the most part, I love this about our neighborhood. It makes things interesting. It also makes them a little weird at times… but that falls under tomorrow’s title, I’m afraid.

For now, I’ll leave you with a little sneak peek of something that’s also fun:

Sneak Preview

Those are the beginnings of a little crafty project that I’m toyiing with.

Wishing you lots of fun and laughter, of the sort that doesn’t involve lost children or nosebleeds!

Anne October 8, 2007 at 8:46 pm

Oh, these are fun! I can’t wait to see what your craft project will be.

brit October 8, 2007 at 8:50 pm

sometimes I think back on that young mama I was and just hope that I was never so thickheaded as to open my mouth when I was around other mothers….but…you know what they say hope in one hand and…

hopefully people forgave me.

Molly October 8, 2007 at 11:23 pm

I love sarcastic. It’s fun.

Sarah Jackson October 9, 2007 at 5:18 am

Oh, escaping kids. I lost my middle one at the airport – turned to talk to the ticket agent and he was gone (he thought I had gone to the bathroom and went to find me). A pilot grabbed him and had me paged while I was trying to get the ticket agent to help me find my son and she told me I would “just have to wait” for her to assist me in finding my 2 year old since it wasn’t really her problem. Still in the top 3 of scary life experiences.

The rest looks like so much fun! That’s the benefit of being out in the burbs – space for roaming and exploring. Lucky you!

kristin October 9, 2007 at 5:25 am

i have been SO humbled as my own son has grown…so, so, so, so humbled.

now i look at us mamas and KNOW that we are doing the best we can at that moment…it’s how we are wired.

Sarah October 9, 2007 at 5:45 am

Right, because it was on your list of “things to do today” to let him wander off to the store unattended? Pffft.

Jack has always had a really, really hard time sleeping and my MIL used to tell me that if I would just “Make him be more easygoing about it” that he would sleep better. LOLOLOLOL I always wondered just how I was supposed to change something about my kid that seems genetic.

Jade October 9, 2007 at 6:00 am

It’s amazing how kids change our perspective of fun. Enjoy it! Love the pictures!

kirsten October 9, 2007 at 6:45 am

ha! what a self-righteous new mom. seriously, i hope you run into her in the store in 5 years when it’s your turn to catch her kid!

randi October 9, 2007 at 6:48 am

I love your take on the first time mom! I used to be one of those, although i would have just thought rude things rather than say them out loud! As my kids have grown I realize that they try everything and some of them will really push the fence as hard as they can! God wired them this way.

There are some great parenting principles out there, but a lot of it is just flying by the seat of our pants—it is a fun ride!

Marjorie October 9, 2007 at 6:50 am

My little guy, Luke, made it up to the side of the street yesterday and was waving (and yelling “HI”) to the neighbors and cars driving by — I’m sure they were thinking all those same things about me, too! stuff happens.

I love the picture of the woods with the path 🙂 Looks like fun.

mountain mama October 9, 2007 at 9:06 am

My oldest ran off when I was at Target once and I panicked too. She was running down the aisle and popped her head out on the opposite end like a little peek-a-boo game. Then she didn’t pop her head out and I run down to find her gone! Told the clerk and they locked down the store. They found her ALLLLLLL the way at the opposite end of the store near the toys. I burst into tears when one of the clerks found her and when Oldest saw me she broke free and ran back to me. That was the longest 10 minutes ever!!! It was a long time before I shopped by myself with 2 kids again (this was before #3 popped out). Thankful that your son was safely returned to you, even if it was with a dash of judgement from a new mom.

Anxious to see what your crafting project turns out to be!

Liz October 9, 2007 at 9:41 am

There is nothing I enjoy better than getting parenting advice from people whose children can’t even roll over yet. I consider every one of my boy’s bloody noses and belligerent yowls a public service to those who think they have the parenting thing wired after 6 weeks.

Di October 9, 2007 at 10:56 am

It’s true your neighbourhood sounds like fun – even with stray and accident prone kids!!

Eren October 9, 2007 at 1:31 pm

Every mother of boys will be high fiving you for this take on motherhood. I for one am wishing the young mother in the store will eventually be the well broken in mother of eight boys someday and will finally take her foot out of her mouth. Love the path shot!

Shelley October 9, 2007 at 2:30 pm

As usual, lovely photos! I can relate so to the stories of mothering boys. I have two boys and one girl – and the differences (aside from the obvious physical ones) are enormous! In any case, grocery stores are second only to Chuck E Cheese in terms of amusement for kids – for parents not so much.

Lina October 9, 2007 at 3:14 pm

I used to be one of those mums (although not always out loud). I had a little cherub girl and liked to pat myself on the back about what a good parent I was. Then enter Tommy, my whirlwind, runaway of a boy, now I too am a frequent recipient of those “can’t you control him?” stares or, even worse, “is that your son over there?” pointing 200 yards away in the distance!

miguette October 9, 2007 at 5:12 pm

My stomach fluttered with excitement when I saw that caterpillar.

I guess I’m still a tomboy at heart.

EvaB October 9, 2007 at 5:58 pm

Ha! That new mommy will experience the Pains of Mommyhood Evolution. I remember them all too well. Lucky girl if that is a Luna moth. Do let us know.

Lori (castanet on flickr) October 9, 2007 at 11:16 pm

mm, the Luna.

great post, stef — i admire you for laughing out loud at her comment — i would have probably just said nothing and then gotten very fired up on the way home!

molly October 10, 2007 at 7:16 am

oh my goodness. i just read this post and had an epiphany–“wait! I’m not a NEW mom anymore!” I have three kids. Three! when did that happen??!!

(can’t wait to see the new project, by the way!)

Grace October 10, 2007 at 10:56 am

Those little buttons are sooooo cute!!!

Steph October 10, 2007 at 5:12 pm

first they drive their mamas nuts then they drive their girlfriends and wives nuts. God love them.

Comments on this entry are closed.

Previous post:

Next post: