Life lately feels awfully suburban. Wonderfully suburban, if you ask the children, who live for daily walks to our neighbors' horse stable and late afternoons spent on the ball field directly behind our house. It's so different than any mothering life I've ever known and yet it's good. It's calm. It's convenient. It's safe. The kids asked me the other day what it means to live in "the suburbs," not completely sure if they understood my verbiage. "Remember when we used to spend our Saturday's adventuring around the city?" I asked to their nods. "Well, now we spend our Saturday's doing house projects." Yep, totally the definition of suburbia. And right now, we're here for it.
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