We are lucky enough to live in a neighborhood where on any given day you are going to find kids of all ages outside playing. An unseasonable warm 70 degree day in March means an impromptu pick-up game of touch football. Remember when you were a kid and you stayed out playing until your mom chased you down? That is the kind of neighborhood we live in. Although this is not the city or even the state that I grew up in I pray everyday that as my kids grow and get older and start to pull away and eventually move away I hope they will always love coming home because of memories like the one below.