So maybe we are Hillbillies

There are a few things different about living in Leander than in Naples, but after learning the differences in a few definitions and with the help of friendly neighbors, I think we are blending. For instance, we have learned that cleaning up after Gunner and "vandalizing" the neighbor's yard are the same thing (we have updated K), that not everyone walks to those fancy neighborhood mail boxes in cutoffs and pink cowboy boots (there are 4 teenaged boys in Lakeline Ranch and we have updated S), that the neighbors are fairly attached to the squirrels that roam the neighborhood, and not accustomed to 9 year olds in camo carrying a large BB gun down the street at the crack of dawn (guess who got an update), and that you shouldn't joke with the neighbors about learning a new recipe for squirrel soup after they have seen your 9 year old son in camo at the crack of dawn. And our last lesson, "Hillbilly" is SO loosely defined that apparently anyone can qualify.