We got new neighbors today. Living on a military base this happens quite frequently. They've been working hard on getting the houses ready by chopping up the doors (I'm assuming they replaced them), cutting down the trees in the front yard and the bushes as well. Don't ask, it's not what I would do to welcome someone, but I guess they thought it was a good thing. The whole reason I'm blogging about this is how I found out we have new neighbors. I saw a man walking by this morning and nobody has lived there for several months so I got a little curious. I looked outside and saw a minivan parked in the carport and these in the "flower bed" by the front door:

Nothing says "Welcome to Florida!" like a pair of plastic pink flamingos does it? I died! I wanted to go out and take a picture, but figured everyone watching me probably wasn't the best way to say hello. We joked with some friends when we first moved here a year and a half ago about sticking some of these in their yard, but we never did. And come to think of it, I haven't seen any anywhere. Honestly. I'm off to tend to another sick child. We were cold-free for about 4 days and it's come back to haunt me. I don't mind though, just means lots and lots of cuddling.