We live on a beautiful street. With only houses on one side, the other has a treeline giving it a beautiful, wild, hidden atmosphere. The yards that line the other side are (almost) all very well maintained and the houses are new and shiny and advertise potential and hope and growth. The street is paved which means the boys can bike to their hearts content, and the traffic is always considerate and far between. Theodore learned how to really pedal this summer, and has been tricycling with a vengeance behind Oliver, desperately trying to keep up. The way the sun shines through his golden hair melts my heart, and the way they play together gives me visions of what they'll be like in the future. I hope they are always such dear friends.
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