"My whole family lives in a country house: Mom, Dad, my children Sergei and Lera. Here, not far from Moscow on the Kaluzhskoe highway, its own world: silence, the birds sing, like in paradise, near the forest with berries and mushrooms, the lake, that is, full relaxation. In summer most children frolic on the street. We have a small village of ten houses, a secure area, wonderful friendly, smiling neighbors. There are families with three and four children. Therefore, a "gang" of children from two to ten years old, who spend all their time together, was formed. In the village there was a free lawn, and I built a playground on it with swings, slide, sandbox. One neighbor put a magnificent bench there, another - a wooden children's house, the third sheared grass. Children all day there tusyat, play football, arrange concerts, set tables, receive guests. In this place and the house that became mine five years ago, I fell in love immediately. For a long time I dreamed of moving out of the city, but I was afraid that there would be many problems with my own house. And now, when occasionally before a tour I spend the night in a city apartment, I immediately start to get bored.

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