When our kids were young, it seemed that our yard was the place where all the neighborhood kids came to play. My wife was known as the “popsicle lady,” and our freezer was always filled with popsicles. Kids all over the neighborhood knew about it, so when they came to play at our house, they were sure the “popsicle lady” would have treats for them on hot summer days.Now that our kids have grown and moved on, our yard is still filled with…