The basement work is going great- we finished framing last weekend, we will finish up electricity and cable this week, and we already scheduled the contractors to do insulation on Friday!
Justin and I attended a friend's wedding in Kansas City over the weekend. (Alas- this meant I had to miss a shower I had been planning for weeks!)
Kevin was tested on being Happy Tails materials- and he passed!
We've rescheduled our Haiti trip and have been ironing out the details of assembling 16 bunk beds in five days with only six people.
But this post is about something much more pressing: our neighbor's backyard.
Now, before I get too far along here, I want to make it quite clear that I think these neighbors are very nice. In fact, I owe them some of our basement motivation. They invited us over to see their basement a while back, and it is rocking! They've been friendly and generally welcoming. (And I genuinely feel kind of bad naming our dog Kevin.)
When we moved in two years ago, we immediately noticed their affection for outdoor play sets and toys. When we first moved in, they had a sandbox boat, little tikes picnic table, two plastic toddler climbers, a slide, and a large trampoline.
Last summer, they had a hard time keeping up with the mowing. They both work full-time, plus they have three kids (though I think the oldest lives with her boyfriend). I would have a hard time keeping up with the grass, too. But when the grass was knee-high, it was a little ridiculous. I can remember Justin putting the weed eater on the other side of the fence in order to get the weeds creeping through the chain links.
This summer, they've been really good about mowing the lawn. Unfortunately, new toys seem to be appearing. Earlier this summer, there was a really hot day where they pulled out an inflatable pool for their youngest to play in. But it didn't get deflated and put away. We now get to look at a sandbox boat, little tikes picnic table, two plastic toddler climbers, a slide, a large trampoline and an inflatable pool.
Two weekends ago, Justin and I were working in the basement when we heard Kevin start barking like crazy. I run upstairs to find the neighbors (with some help from other strong adults) moving in a large, wooden swing set with two forts, a slide and climbing wall. By itself, this is a very classy and nice addition to a backyard. I know I would have loved to have something like this as a child. But this makes eight things in their backyard: a sandbox boat, little tikes picnic table, two plastic toddler climbers, a slide, a large trampoline, an inflatable pool and a large swing set.
We thought this was getting ridiculous. I mean, I couldn't remember the last time one of their kids actually played with the climbers, the sandbox, or picnic table. Perhaps they were planning to get rid of some of the old toys in place of this new piece of equipment? But after two weeks, it was pretty obvious the old toys weren't going anywhere. Just when I thought things couldn't get any more congested in their backyard, we came home from KC on Sunday to find a new addition: a second large trampoline. Grass is officially nonexistent in their backyard. It has gone past the point of ridiculous. I am now just utterly impressed they are able to fit all of those toys in the backyard. In fact, I was so impressed, I took a picture.
You can just barely see the tip of the slide and the inflatable poolbehind the new trampoline!
Total count: nine. A sandbox boat, little tikes picnic table, two plastic toddler climbers, a slide, an inflatable pool, a large swing set, and two trampolines. And a partridge in a pear tree.
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