It’s a beautiful day (or night) in the ‘hood

I’m pretty sure, my kids are growing up with the best neighborhood kids.  It’s a bonus for me, that I get to associate with their parents and call them friends. 

Every once in a while, I’ll be visiting with the aforementioned friends, and we’ll get these ideas in our heads, and next thing we know, we’re in over our heads hosting neighborhood night games.

We can’t wait to do it again.

Yesterday, we sent out messages to our neighbors and friends, and and invited them and their children to come play the old fashioned night games that we grew up playing.  61 adults, children, and babies showed up to hide and seek and capture the flag.

 

After the kids played, and it got dark, we turned on a movie and busted out the popcorn, licorice, and treats.  The kids brought their pillows and blankets and set up shop in one of the front yards.  The adults put on their running shoes and black clothes, and started our own game of capture the flag…or, well, in our case, the glow stick.  For a bunch of old people (ok, so not everyone was old—mostly just Ace and I) there was a lot of sneaking, sprinting, fancy footwork, army crawling, and stealth. 

Not only were we running around, but we stayed out until about 1 a.m.!  I don’t think I’ve seen 1 a.m. on the clock (without a restless, crying baby in my arms) for years!  Even after coming inside, I was laying in bed thinking about our game plan and how we could have made it more effective.  I’m even feeling the affects of my crouching, squatting, crawling, and other ninja moves this morning. 

Memorable night.

Now that we know people will show up to these sorts of events, we’ll be hosting again—
--but it’s going all out camo--

Game on.