I sure hope you arent gluten-free because here is a loaf of homemade whole wheat bread to welcome you and it is chock-full of gluten.But if you are . . . could I have that back? Because heres something you should probably know about us right off the bat: Weve got five kids (and they sure do eat a lot). I know you might be having a lot of different reactions to that statement so let me just try to ease some of your worries right now. Here are some things you should know about living next door to our family: Not only do we have five kids of our ownor maybe its because we have five kidsthere are frequently more than five kids here. We have the lawn other kids come to play in. They can get loud but its mainly happy shouts and laughter. My husband and I are pretty old school in some regards though so dont worry, they come inside and go to bed at a decent time almost every single night. (Incidentally, our township does not have a noise ordinance. Ask me how I know.) You will never be lacking for a baby or pet sitter. And when one is busy, there are four more available! Likewise in a few years youll have some lawn mowers and driveway shovelers very conveniently located. You might think with this many kids theyll always be knocking on your door trying to sell you something, but youd be wrong. Were the type of family that would rather just buy the teacher a new classroom rug or dedicate our time than selling overpriced wrapping papers. (Ill totally take those box tops off your hands though.) In a township where most of the kids do trunk or treat thereby denying you the pleasure of seeing cute kids in costumes, have no fear. We totally still trick or treat door-to-door and we usually bring friends. We also participate in good-natured ridiculous holidays like Sneak a Zucchini On Your Neighbors Porch Night (heads up: Its August 8th) but never anything mean-spirited like flaming bags of poop on Mischief Night. You have to have a good sense of humor to have this many kids and we do. You may notice a lot of other days besides Halloween in which the kids and grown ups seem to be in some sort of costume. However, we wont knock on your door and ask for candy on those other days. (Fine, we did that once but it was only November, they still had some leftover Halloween candy anyway.) Some days Im spread pretty thin, some days I have some free time. But I almost always find time to help a neighbor. As a matter of fact, just this morning I stopped what I was doing to answer a call and ended up agreeing to break into one of the other neighbors homes to get something her child forgot and then drive it to the school. As I was walking into the school I realized some things:
a) If my own kid had forgotten this, I would have told him to suck it up b) I think this makes me an en-neighbor-lar c) And, yes, I do think Im pretty witty for coming up with b.The point is Im glad to help out, especially because I rely on the people in this neighborhood a bunch myself. If youre not fond of getting last minute texts begging you to get my kids off the bus . . . youd better not give me your number. About the breaking in? I promise you I am not a common criminal. She gave me permission and taught me how to do it. I solemnly swear I will only break into your home if you want me to. Last, I hope youre expecting a family this big next door. Hopefully youve noticed the basketball net and bikes in the driveway, the many toys and balls in the grass and the swing set and playhouse on the side of the yard very near your new home. Please, please dont be like those people who move next to a farm and then complain about the smells from the barn. While my children can often be as noisy and smelly as farm animals, they will (probably) never knock over your garbage or crap in your driveway. But if they do we promise to take care of the mess and make it up to you with a nice warm loaf of gluten-free bread.
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