Yesterday, J1 (the seven year old) came over to play. My daughter is already starting to complain about how often they come over and how we never go over there anymore. “They just play with our stuff – not us.” she pouts.
Well, she may not have to worry about it anymore. While they were outside playing in the (fenced in) backyard unsupervised for a few minutes they decided to start throwing landscaping rocks (the little tiny white ones) over the fence. What they didn’t know was that our neighbor keeps his spare tuck in his side yard which is on the other side of our fence. He was not at all happy and said so over the fence when I went back out to be with the kids.
Every single on of my kids got a lecture on not doing something bad just because someone else does it. (Fittingly, we had studied the story of Adam and Eve that morning – which led to an interesting dinner discussion when one asked what would have happened if Adam had told Eve that he was not going to share the fruit.) And every, single one of them got a time out (even the two year old) and J1 got sent home – AGAIN – this time I didn’t call his mom but sent him home with a note.
The children were caught throwing rocks over the fence. All of my children are in time-out so J has to come home,
If calling her to come get her kids when they are disobeying caused the last to-do a note is probably infinitely worse. Having someone tell you your kids are being bad is unpleasant and embarrassing but it is part of being a mom. I don’t understand why she can’t handle it. It happened to me – my kids were bad. Did I blame the neighbor? No. I addressed the behavior and when their time-out was over I marched them over there to apologize in person – that’s what normal people do.
all she is getting with her “non-stifling” nonsense is a family of kids who are the worst behaved on the cul-de-sac and who are getting increasingly too old for bad behavior to be overlooked.
None of the J’s came over today.