Meeting the neighbors

I've met two of the three neighbors on my floor in the last week, one of which has one of the few other kids in the building aside from my own. The boy is right between my girls in age, and so they're all pretty excited. He came over last week to meet the girls and ask if they could play, but the girls were at their mother's. So he came over again today, not long after we got home, to ask the girls if they could go swimming. We hadn't been to the building's indoor, heated, salt-water pool yet, and the girls had been nagging me to go, so how could I refuse this offer?

If you can believe it, the pool was TOO HOT. Mr Brown (my neighbor and, subsequently, part of the Brown's Bakery family, a renowned establishment here in OKC) had to ask them to turn the heat down. Anyway, the girls had a great time, and apparently already have plans to play again tomorrow.


Photo by Jason Bondy