Nope, it's not our's...it's our neighbors', Willis & Joan.
I've stated this before on this blog, but I'll state it again. We live in a WONDERFUL neighborhood. Our little cul-de-sac is secluded from the main road in town. There are many trees, and it's quiet. There are only eight houses on our street, and we know each family in those houses. Everybody on our street is wonderful and trustworthy.
One thing about a small neighborhood like our's is that when something major is going on, everybody in the neighborhood must be outside to watch and KNOW what's going on.
Yep, I've become one of T.H.O.S.E. people since living in this neighborhood -- yep, the one who MUST know each and everything that's going on within the neighborhood.
Last week, our next door neighbors, Willis & Joan got a new driveway. Willis had told me about a month ago they were going to have this done, but I couldn't remember when.
Then, one morning, Luke, Ollie, and I went outside during Lily's nap. (Remember -- Ollie and Lily aren't our kids. They have wonderful parents. I'm just the caretaker of them 1-2 mornings a week).
Here was the site we saw from our driveway.
Luke just sat in the driveway and watched for a bit. Then, he couldn't have cared less. He went on playing with his toys.
Ollie was a bit different, on the other hand.
First, he just stood at the edge of the garage, holding the open bottle of bubbles and a ball.
He kept saying, "Sarah -- the tractors are scary." I kept telling him that I wouldn't let anything happen to him and that Jesus was right beside us. It was O.K. to come in OUR driveway. We just wouldn't walk over to the other driveway where the tractors were.
That didn't seem to help any.
Finally, he inched forward just enough to come right up beside me.
This whole driveway process went on for several days. So, Ollie got to see the "tractors" a couple of times, and both times, those tractors were "scary" (according to Ollie).
Another neighbor, Wayne, who is retired and lives alone, is one of those neighbors who definitely knows what's going on....So, he "supervised" this entire process each day.
Finally, late last week, the project was completed, and everybody went home.
Earlier this week, when Ollie came over, he asked immediately about the tractors. He wanted to go and see them. He seemed disappointed when I told them they weren't there anymore.
I think he might've forgotten they were S.C.A.R.Y....
Now, the driveway is still curing. Willis and Joan can't drive on it for a little over a week. So, they park in the street. Fortunately, we have virtually NO traffic on our street.
Here's the finished project -- as viewed from our driveway.
It's too bad they couldn't have just swung on over and fixed our cracked concrete driveway -- without charging extra, that is :) It's too bad life doesn't work that way.
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