The kids stay up past 8 and sleep in past 7am. We sit on the front porch…me in my swing and my hubby on the glider watching the kids catch fireflies and put them in their bugbox. Neighbors are walking around the neighborhood getting their exercise. You can hear the thump, thump, thump of the basketball at the neighbor’s house or in our driveway. The bikes come out, whether it’s hot or not, and the kids take off through the neighborhood looking for their friends. Ahhhhh summer! Where’s my lemonade?