One of the less joyful thing about living where I do is that parking is at a premium. Technically I should have two spots in front of my place, but I typically need just one (except when my folks lived with me for a while) and my neighbors encroach.
And when they don’t, sometimes the kids do:
Way too cute to get too mad. Ha!
(I did get a parking space on the other side, btw.)
And on that note…
Happy birthday, USA! 🇺🇸
And happy birthday George!