These photos show just three of the multitude of little boys we have on our cul-de-sac. Some days there can be as many as ten kids, all under the age of 9 (only two of which are girls- Ashton, the oldest of them all, is 8 and the other is just 5) out there running around like wild animals. They play ‘wild animals’ often, actually, and all kinds of other games I have no idea about. Often I see them screaming at each other and fighting, as shown in one photo above, and I have a hard time knowing what to do. Do I intervene or let them figure it out? It gets crazy, indeed, but it’s so very fun for Cedar. School will start soon for these kids and the summer playtime will calm down, and my nerves along with it. I’m grateful for this old-fashioned feeling neighborhood where kids run freely for hours upon hours, where ladies come out to chat with while our hubbies are away, where we gather for fishing trips and beach dates, and where, on a cul-de-sac, the kids can run and ride without fear of cars. The only thing I wish is that there were a girl for my Ashton, who tires of all this wild boy play and sometimes just wants a girl to play dolls with. But when she’s out with those boys, my girl is the leader of that pack.