Our childhood is precious, the value of which is not realized until we reach adulthood.  We look back fondly on our memories with our families, no matter our background or family dynamic- it gives us a sense of love and shared history.  But some of us are lucky enough to have a family that extends outside of our front door...to the door next door.  And the door down the street.  Wouldn't it be great to have documentation of the people whose childhood was shared with yours?  Not your siblings, but the neighborhood gang.  The kids with whom you learned the nuances of kickball, with whom you shared scraped knees and elbows, the kids whom you refused to play hide-n-seek with because they knew all the best hideouts. This group of four families are that idea personified.  They've grown up together, shared babysitters, shared secrets, shared childhoods. 

Now, of course the kids won't appreciate these photos now.  Right now, this is just a picture of that girl with cooties and that boy who farts a lot.  But years down the line, just think of the memories that will flood their minds when they see these pictures with their family. 

Their neighborhood family.

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