it's all about the block

Of COURSE I want the farm.  I also spend lots of time with my Hawaiian country music on full blast (dreaming of Maui drives with a cobalt sky & cute couples walking along the road with long boards, "locals" flip flops & sexy knotted hair).  And I have the East Coast Dream, too.  I so love that green, that endless, endless green.  But then, I wouldn't live in the neighborhood.  On the block.  This block, with it's 29 kids.


I wouldn't be a mom with these moms.




My kids would certainly never taste Fritos.  And I wouldn't get to have any either.




There would be no Starburst swapping over driveway pool.




And really, what is life without sunshine, friends & a bagel?