when we first moved into our home our neighbor's son was about fourteen. he always played basketball in his back yard, the ball would bounce over the fence and into our yard and i would get it for him because he was afraid of my dog. that, or he was just afraid to step in all the dog shit.
seriously, it's a small yard, it's not my fault she doesn't have a large area to take care of business.
our neighbors are from bangladesh, i don't even think his parents speak english so we mostly just wave to one another, nod our heads and only say "hello". the son is now in his fourth year of college and probably about twenty one. he's a valet for a restaurant downtown and seems to have a good head on his shoulders. he likes hayden a lot and always comes over to say hello to us when we're playing out in the front yard. the other evening he came over, stayed around for about five minutes chit chatting but as soon as hayden took off on his bike and i started engaging in conversation with him he looked down and then said to me "i think i hear my mom calling me, i have to go" and that right there is how i know i am not cool anymore.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
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no....that just means you are 7 years old and your neighbor doesn't particularly like dealing with kid problems.
Or he has the hots for you and the fantasy was ruined by hayden....hot neighbor syndrome is always ruined by kids
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