Welcome Wagon

We have been in our new house for one month now. Is it safe to assume that our neighbors do not plan on bringing us a big plate of warm, homemade cookies? We live next door to a family of five. All of this is strictly through observation. There is a Mom, Dad, Older Brother (maybe 8 years old), a middle sister (maybe 4 years old), and a younger sister (maybe nearing 2 years old).

I know it if were me, I would have given them 2 weeks to get settled in and then cranked up the oven. I would have neatly sliced the log of store bought cookie dough and formed them in to the, as directed, 1 inch balls. Once baked, I would have placed them on the big, red, round platter I was oddly enough given around Christmas time, filled with cookies, Thanks, T! I would have put the kids in cute little outfits, made sure Aaron was not in one of his cut-off T shirts and we would have walked over and shouted, "welcome wagon" when they opened the door. Am I re-living something from a bad, late 50's, early 60's sitcom? I mean, I think this is what I would do.

So, now I kind of think is has come to the point where it is just akward. When I see them outside do I walk over and introduce myself, or do I wait for them to shout, hello, to me? I will be honest, I have been a lurker from the upstairs gameroom window a few times when I have heard voices in their backyard. The Dad is usually sitting around a round patio table chain smoking his Marlboros while the older sister is pushing around her younger sister on the Big Wheel she has yet to learn to pettle. Not what I call a perfect scenario, with the smoking, but really, what is perfection these days? No such thing! Not a judgement, just an opinion.

With all of this being said, last night they placed a SOLD sign in the yard to our left. It looks like we are getting new neighbors soon. Aaron was told last night that, "there are three of them and they are funny." Um, ok. So, I guess two weeks after they move in we will re-visit this topic and see if I really am in to the whole June Cleaver, cookie baking, door knocking persona.

I guess I just always assumed that when we moved out to Katy we would instantly have all these wonderful neighbors we would stand outside with while the kids rode their bikes and played in the yards. While the kids were playing we would be standing around discussing all the great little play outfits we found at Target that day, all the fun and exciting things we had planned for the upcoming weekend, and whose house the kids would play at next. Now I am starting to think that I have to actually get out of the house every once in a while and walk around looking for these people. If you see a Mom of two walking around aimlessly looking for people to talk to and befriend, don't be alarmed, Silver Ranch!

Well, I am off to start making my lists of things to get accomplished this weekend for "blue's" big day. Trips to Target, Sam's, MAC (thanks to my 2 year old that thinks she looks fabulous in Mommy's make-up), back to Target for everything I missed the first time, and maybe Banana for a new outfit. Busy day, hope I have time to fit it all in.

Toodles!