Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Neighbors



You can't choose your parents; that's true. You can't choose your neighbors, either.



Neighbors are a special breed. You live shoulder-to-shoulder; not as family or friend, because your relationship to one another is entirely accidental.

If you're lucky, though, you and your neighbors will be on hand when something extraordinary happens -- say, there's a fire in the hills, the power shuts down or



Max bikes his first one hundred meters.



(Ok, this is totally posed. I made Dad sit on the bike, and by the way, Mom is an accomplished rider.)

31 comments:

  1. Hooray for Max! Great you were there to witness the big event. Sounds like you got lucky with some pretty great neighbors. Cute and talented, too.

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  2. Fabulous photos (even the staged one). Thanks for sharing your neighborly news -- way to go Max! I live on a block of seminaries so I don't have many interactions with my neighbors. At least they're quiet.

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  3. Max is a cute little guy; it's so much fun to watch little kids learn things.

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  4. Yay for Max! Fun photos. And it looks like you have great neighbors.

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  5. It's good to live near cool kids and their cool parents.

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  6. Susan, I've been incredibly lucky, to the west and east. I've only had good shoulder neighbors, and I hope they agree.

    Katie, he's a treat.

    Margie, so true. I've watched the kids on the west shoulder grow; they've posed for me; been my super models for many an article.

    Ms M, yes, I do.

    Petrea, yup. I brought a handful of blackberries (which I never ever share) because Max's dad helped me hack back the agave near the fire hydrant. But Max was unimpressed. He said, "I only eat berries if they're red." And that was that.

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  7. Totally posed or not, it's a universal moment that stays in the memory.

    Ah, Max . . . you can't say "no" to that face.

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  8. Delightful. I also enjoy the wry mention of those events that are far too common here--thanks for not adding earthquakes!

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  9. Just look at that big grin on Max's face in the last photo. I have a feeling he's going to be on that bike of his alot this summer. How great that you were able to capture the big event on film.

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  10. This is only the beginning for Max!!! He's going to be off and running from now on!!! Fun neighbors!!!

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  11. So cute! They're lucky to have you as a neighbor!

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  12. John, takes you back, doesn't it? I remember the first time I figured out how to balance on a two-wheeler. Sans helmet, though.

    Des, didn't want to jinx us up here.

    Carolynn, his mom said Max would have nothing to do with a trike ("It's the dog's chew toy now) and went straight to bike.

    Kathy, he's good in a straight line, but turning is still a mystery.

    Bec, don't you love the utter concentration in his face? Man versus machine.

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  13. Charming-looking family. I'm becoming more of sap about little kids. The AT&T commercials, the eTrade kids, and just ordinary kids at the store.

    Kids or Puppies? Who's Number One?

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  14. That's a milestone for Max! Or rather, a 100-meter stone. He's lucky to have that nice Auntie Karin next door to record it, even if she does bring him the wrong color fruit. Are you Autie Karin, Karin, or Mrs. Bugge? I'm always uncomfortable when kids are instructed by their parents to call me Mrs. Ellis. Hey, I'm the same age (mentally) they are, aren't I?

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  15. My dad put me on a two-wheeler at the top of the slight hill of our street, showed me how to brake, and let me go. Surely I must have been at least a little bit bigger than Max.

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  16. I love Max's look in the first photo - l read, "Do you see what I'm doing". Subtext - man, am I proud. You are lucky to have such fine neighbors. They continue to share with you even though you seem to be short in the berry discrimination gene.

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  17. What a wee little guy, too.

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  18. You know what I miss about TV, Banjo? The commercials.

    Bellis, I'm Karin. Or Hey Karin. Or Albert, if they forget Karin.

    Petrea, my dad bought me a used bike that was the size of a pick-up truck. Which was kind of smart, because I probably spent the first year crashing it.

    Roberta & Margaret, can you believe he's only 3? That's pretty darned advanced for 3. He doesn't have much in the way of leg muscles yet, so every revolution took concentration and resolve.




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  19. Three?? He is not only cute, but wildly impressive!! So cool...

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  20. I love this and I'm giving you a pass on the posed shot cause it's so darn cute.
    V

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  21. Great images of concentration and accomplishment--big day for Max.

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  22. I believe I may have just had a brush with greatness! I just came back from the hardware store and I believe you were exiting as I was getting out of my car. I was very proud of myself that I didn't get all fangirly on you and instead just smiled. Thank you for making me day! and I hope that it WAS you.

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  23. Karin's not going to be able to get her sun visor on anymore, Michael.

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  24. White paint in the hair and on the arms and shirt? Yes, that was me! Back for my second visit of the day at Alt Hardware.

    Petrea's right; your kind words gave me a swollen head and now my visor won't fit.

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  25. Max is a cutie pie, you're a lucky neighbor for sure.

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  26. Max is a cute little boy! What a happy face on his first cycle. And you capture so well this moment.
    Karin, you are lucky to have so nice neighbors.

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  27. Learning to ride a two wheeler is one of the great accomplishments of childhood

    congratulations little man

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  28. Go, Max! It's nice to see the good neighbourhood stories, KB. I'd be quite bereft if my neighbours out the back ever left ~ though I think there's a teensy chance I'd miss their dog and cat more than them {sssshhh}.

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  29. I miss living in a neighborhood. Being there for the milestones of neighbor kids is one of the many perks:)

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  30. Just keep him off my lawn!
    It's nice to have a some good neighbors. Who was it that said "good fences make good neighbors?" Or something like that...

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