What must the neighbors...

Patience comes out to sit at the patio table with me that morning to chat...

Meanwhile Yali performs a wild bear fight on the trampoline... Build-a-Bear Teddy has recently turned “murderous” and Yali is in a very concentrated battle to take him out with all necessary flips and tackles and of course... copious doses of fake blood from the spray bottle...

“I don't want to go to college...” Patience muses aloud... “but I have to because I want to be a vet and a doctor...”

“AAAAAAGH!!!!” Yali yells through a flying tackle across the trampoline...

“...but I also want to be an actor...”

“YOU VIOLENT BEAR!!!!” **blood spray explodes into the air**...

“...and get married and be a mom...” **sigh** “...why is life so hard?”...

Yali's whole face is dripping in “blood” now...

...as Patience begins to agonize over which of her cousins could be the flower girl and ring bearer at her future wedding in about twenty years...

“AAAAAAGH!!!!” **momentary silence before solemn announcement** “I did it Mom... I took care of that bear”...

Sometimes I get to thinking about the neighbors...