ki-ca

We've got these three kids on our street, who seem to spend most of their time in our doorway, looking into our living room, watching us watch Prison Break.  They really like our cats, and always have 100 questions about them.

The littlest one ("Jetta", named for the car) and Matt seem to have a very special connection.  She doesn't really talk but yells "KI-CA!" pretty good, which is enough. 

It's one of those things that I'll both miss and non miss when we move.