"The Friends"

I got Natalie out of the car in our garage, she saw friends in the culdesac and immediately started yelling at them to come inside. They couldn't understand her, so she ran over to them and invited them in. The three of them trudged through the garage and the house, then into the backyard...with Natalie leading the way, turning to make sure they were following her and saying, "Come on, come on."

In a matter of seconds, our back slab of concrete was full of neighbor kids. All personally invited by our little hostess with the mostest. Now, every time we get ready to go outside, Natalie looks for "the friends." I sure love that kid.