I don't blame her. Take a look for yourself:
Better yard. Oh wait, A yard, seeing how we don't exactly have one of those yet. Grass that you can take your shoes off and run on.
Awesome driveway. Lots of room to draw with chalk, make a long hop-scotch and ride bikes on.
Catty.
Mountain views.
Basketball (and an uncle to help you reach the hoop).
Wagon rides (powered by an aunt) on the streets (which means there isn't a lot of traffic).
WAY better bikes. With a Bapa to drive.
A fun Nanzo who cooks, cleans and plays.
