Taking a walk the other day, Rosie and I met some new neighbors. While the mom and I chatted, the little people sized each other up. With big smiles all around, they raced each other up the sidewalk and into our back yard.
Rosie ushered the cute four year-old boy and his two year-old sister into the playhouse. Where they were quick to set the table, and serve us tea. Their mother mentioned they didn't have a play teaset of their own. Which reminded me of an extra one we had, wee china dishes housed in a wicker basket with a table cloth and four little patterned napkins. I dropped it off at their house a few days later, tied up in a pretty ribbon.
Imagine our surprise, when returning from the beach today, we spotted a wicker basket covered in a vintage hanky on the front porch. Inside, freshly baked, delicious oatmeal cookies with a sweet little thank you note.
I think we're going to like these neighbors.