New Kids on the Block!

Of course our move in date had to be on Easter Sunday and our entire block was dressed in their Sunday best and mingling on their front lawns when our U-Haul rolled up.   All eyes were on us.  Everyone knew we were the new kids on the block.  I was following Joe in my Prius and over heard two ladies across the street chatting.  Lady #1: “Is it just a couple moving in?”  Lady #2: “I heard they have three kids.”

By far, this was one of the strangest experiences of my life.  It was like something out of a movie.  Throughout the afternoon several families from the block came over to introduce themselves.  They were all friendly and welcoming. 

The following day one of the kids from across the street asked Liam if he wanted to come out to play.  (It is pretty darn cute – all the neighborhood kids meet from about 4-6 each day and play outside on a grassy knoll area that links our street with another street.)  Liam was a bit intimidated, but he eventually gave in.  He ended up having a great time!  And I got to chat it up with several of the moms.  Whew!  I need to have my A-Game on when I am with the other moms!

I suggested to Liam that we get his tricycle out from the garage and another mom told her kids to get their bikes as well.  Of course, she reminded them to get their helmets.  Liam looked up and me and said, “Mom, I want a helmet.”  Yikes!!!!! I realize Liam has no helmet.   Panic!!!!! I don’t want to be looked down upon or given the scarlet letter for the “unsafe parent.”  Quickly, I come up with a perfect white lie.  “Liam, your helmet is still in storage someplace.  You’ll just have to be extra careful today.”   Brilliant.

And of course, the other moms introduce me to their children as Mrs. Friedman.  Jeez!  I mean, I love the manners and I’m all about teaching my son how to be courteous, but I only remember referring to adults as Mr. and Mrs. if they were my teachers.  But, I am the newbie on the block so I’m going to abide by the established rules.  Mrs. Friedman it is kiddos.