We are very happy. We searched all over our little town for the perfect house- and settled in a quiet little suburban neighborhood.
A neighborhood full of families, perfectly manicured yards. And Republicans.
Don't get me wrong. Everyone is very nice. They all came by to welcome us to the neighborhood. The next door neighbor man even ran over when Lucy drove her bike down the culvert in our front yard- head first. Such a nice man. I'm not sure where Lucy's parents were, but thank god he was around.
The kids have all made friends. And Lucy rides the bus with all of her classmates.
Its been really great. So far. You see, G and I haven't been very honest with our new (republican) friends. Mostly because G is afraid of conflict. As I jog by all the Mitt and Ryan signs, waving to my neighbors, I wonder- how long before the cat is out the bag?
Yes. I let my kids dress themselves. Yes. Sometimes, my kids ride their bikes without shoes. You might even catch a glimpse of a naked child, as they escape the house after bath time. My dog, will on occasion, shit in your yard. Hudson ate some sidewalk chalk this afternoon and Lucy smacked a bee hive with a broomstick.
Look out. The riff raff just moved in next door.
Don't worry. You are always welcome. Just bring some wine. And if you go out of town, we will definitely get your mail. But watch out for the dog shit.
Oh and. By the way. We are democrats.
peace and love,
the schueys
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