We moved to the town we live in now just this past February - it was one of the best moves we've ever made (minus the steep driveway, all the stairs and the heavy as hell furniture that I seem to love). Over the past 2 years, we spent more time in this area than the little neighborhood we used to live in - Ms. J went to gymnastics here, was up here 2 days a week for daycare with Grammy, good restaurants and just a quieter way of life - oh yeah, and did I mention that my brother and SIL have lived here for almost 4 years. Now we live 9 miles from them versus the 42 miles it was before. Need I say more?
One Saturday as we were sitting down to dinner, I noticed a cute little family walking down our street, Mom, Dad and 2 little girls. Then I realized that I knew the mom and the little girls - the oldest had been in Ms. J's gymnastics class. I ran out to the deck to yell hello and we reconnected. We hadn't been to gymnastics since January, as it was an expense that we just couldn't justify given where we lived and the fact that I wasn't working. BUT, the great thing was that all 4 Littles remembered each other and we promised to exchange information and get together for playdates and such. Fast forward 3 months, and one lazy Saturday afternoon...and there is a knock on our door, 2 wee little girls and their Mommy standing outside with a note for us saying they wanted to play. We had an impromptu playdate right there (our playroom was already destroyed, what could 2 more Littles to do it?) with great conversation and promises of more time together to come.
I knew that I liked her for the year or so that we talked at gymnastics- but those were very short, non-personal conversations in between spotting our girls on the ladders and trampoline. Now that we were sitting in my house, at my table having a great conversation I was so happy that I had found another great lady to talk to and that lived right down the street! We have quite a few things in common, besides each having 2 daughters...we've worked in the same field for years and have similar life experiences. Now I'm just sad that it took me so long to really get start getting to know her. Here's to new friends, for both my girls and me and to good neighbors that we can look forward to seeing out at the mailbox!