Thursday, January 05, 2006

Why I like my neighbors

So I was making some dinner the other night – chicken and a really great salad. I opened the fridge to get out the salad dressing and guess what? No dressing. I cleaned out the fridge recently and apparently forgot to replenish the dressing supply. So I went downstairs to my neighbors’ house and borrowed some. Dinner tragedy: Averted. I finally painted my bedroom and because of the vaulted ceilings, I needed an extension ladder. Borrowed it from my neighbor.

It made me think about how I’m happy that I have great neighbors. At all of my other places, I never knew anyone who lived around me. But here, I know pretty much everyone in my building. We all moved in at the same time, because it was a new build and we all closed around the same time, plus, most of us are about the same age. I ended up being really good friends with the aforementioned downstairs neighbors, Mark and Katie. They’re cool, and I like having neighbors that I actually talk to and like. Mark has a little boy from his first marriage, named Kyle. Kyle is 5, and quite possibly the cutest little thing ever. He’s this tiny little blonde guy with these BIG brown eyes and a charming little boy squeaky voice. He also has a typical little kid speech impediment, where he can’t say certain letters correctly. He has a hard time with “k” and “r”.

Which brings me to the best Kyle story ever. We had just moved in and one evening, Mark and one of his buddies were moving his new couch into the house. Kyle was with them and I was out on my balcony. I asked if Kyle wanted to come up and visit the kitties so he’d be out from underfoot downstairs. So Kyle troops up the stairs and comes in. He takes off his shoes and wanders around, looking at the house. He played with the cats and I put a movie in for him. I got him a snack and he was all set up. Every once in a while, he’d go out on the balcony to see what his dad was doing, and so at one point, he goes out and sees Mark and he yells “Daddy! Daddy! I saw the titties! There’s a big titty and a little titty!!” Mark and I look at each other and I’m like “It was the cats! THE CATS! He saw the cats!!” And we’re totally cracking up. When Mark came to get him later, Kyle asked if he could bring his Bronco slippers to my house because he wanted to stay. HE IS SO ADORABLE. (I later told my friend Ladonna about it, and she’s like “dude, it’s obvious he was talking about the CATS – there are no little titties at your house!” Heh. Sorry. Was that too much information?) So yeah. It’s cool to have good neighbors. I know we’re all going to move away sooner or later, but for now, at least I lived by great people at my first house. Right? This picture is from last year I think. I can't remember. But HOW ADORABLE is he?

17 comments:

Anonymous said...

If you had stopped at the extension thing I would have sworn you lived about Home Depot.

GNDTX

JillWrites said...

He is so adorable. It's great to have neighbors you like. Titties!

KC said...

That child is darling. I just love the boys with the brown eyes! And really, never has a speech impediment been so funny. (Ok, helmet head is funny too but it's funny in a horribly inappropriate way.) :)

Minnesota Nice said...

Heh, good one. He sounds adorable, and yes, aren't good neighbors the best!

Sass said...

He is to cute. Could be yours. Oops did i write that? I mean with the blonde hair and big brown eyes.

Having good neighbors definately does help, especially when it's 11:00pm and you've run out of wine. Or when they are knocking at your door at 9 am on a sunday with football tickets, starbucks, and a bloody mary for proper measure.

Whinger said...

I love the good neighbors. We have one who regularly makes us dinner out of the blue.

How awesome is that? Awesome.

Miladysa said...

Very adorable :)

Great neighbours really matter!

Carl Spackler said...

cute kid!

dasi said...

Adorable kid!! And great neighbors - wish I was so lucky! Plus, I love any cute "things kids say" stories - whether they involve speech impediments or not... BTW - did Mrs. Neighbor hear what her step-son saw? Just wondering... ;)

Alice said...

baaaahahaha that is FABULOUS! titties! heh.. once when i was young and skinny and years and years away from boobs, my (boobified) friend arielle and i were watching a little girl of about 4. arielle was holding her on her hip, and the little girl started looking really intensely down at arielle, then over at me, then back to arielle.. and finally goes "how come she doesn't have any of THESE?" -referring to me, but pointing directly at arielle's boobage. augh. the agony of being a late bloomer, i tell ya.

Rob said...

Very cute kid, and such a great story. I love hearing kids talk when they have problems with letters or words, it can make for some interesting comments like looking at the titties.

Marissa said...

omg sooooooooooo adorable!!! and that story is possibly the funniest i've ever heard "i saw the titties" hahahaha. i'm gonna laugh all night about that one!

Marie said...

That's a hilarious story about the titty. ;) LOL! What a cutie he is...and that's such a great photo of you two. :)

pkeclub said...

if you have ever had a bad neighbor you know how great a good neighbor is. and i always like to play with the titties to

Cheryl said...

I like your neighbors too. My neighbors come over to help with heaters and stuff. And we go to each others' parties but there is not adorable little kid like Kyle.

Amanda said...

HEEElarious. i love that story. a quick story in honor of my five year old cousin whose birthday is today...when singing the song from shrek, "all star" he sings (and you'll have to sing along with the chorus here to get it, "hey now you're rock star go play, hey now, you're rock star go play, all that glitters...[fades out]...only shooting stars...[fades out]...the mar moe." um, sweetie, what's a mar moe?

Kyahgirl said...

you both are! (adorable)

xo
Laura