Every evening when Paul gets home from work, our conversation goes something like this....
Me: (As he walks in the door), hey babe!
Paul: Hey! Where are the kids?
Me: Em's coloring in the living room and Tyson's on the fence.
Tyson's friend Anna lives behind us, one house over. These two talk every afternoon till dinner and usually continue after dinner till Tammi (Anna's mom) or I call them in for shower and bedtime.
Remember the sitcom with Tim Allen from the 90's.....he'd always talk to his neighbor behind him and you could only see the top of his head. This sort of reminds me of that.