Am I the only one who wishes that my mother lived next door? Or that I could move all my relatives into a city block so that we could share casual playdates, huge potlucks and free babysitting? Maybe the reality of all that support is far more complicated and more stifling than my fantasy, but it seems ideal.
Just think of what it would be like if your relatives (and only the healthy, supportive ones) lived a mile away? Want to go out on a date? No problem! The grandparents are thrilled to get the kids. Need to stay late at work? No worries, your sister can pick up the kids. The kids get a deeper sense of family identity and closer relationships and the parents get tremendous support.