Friday, April 24, 2009

Neighbor kids

First of all, let me just say that we have some AWESOME neighbor kids that I adore. I never mind having them over and have no qualms about my kids playing at their house (provided MY kids remember their manners and don't invite themselves in). However... there are, um, other neighbor kids of whom I am not quite so fond.

One of these children is whiney, nosey, doesn't understand boundaries, makes huge messes and a lot of noise and does not help clean up after herself or understand being quiet when asked. She has also been downright mean to my kids and I feel like I need to directly supervise her when she is over. She is also from several houses down the street so I'm not sure her parents even know where she is when she is at my house.

This brings us to tonight. Tonight I am tired... I had a pretty full day of working at the Humane Society with Vivian in tow, taking Vivi and a friend of hers to the grocery store and then hanging out with them at our house for a couple hours, volunteering at the school book fair with Vivian and Cecelia in tow, playing on the playground with them and finally coming home - happy, but exhausted. It was all good stuff - just tiring and when I got home I just wanted some quiet...

Then my least favorite neighbor kids came over. I told them they could NOT play inside since I was doing school work (which I will do once I'm done being a bum). Still, the kid listed above had to come in to use the bathroom. On her way, she saw that there was a strawberry left on the table from the Cecelia and Vivian's snack and asked if she could eat it and I said she could. When she came out of the bathroom she asked what I was drinking. When I told her it was lemonade she said that was her favorite and asked if there was any left. I lied and said no since there's JUST enough for us to have it with dinner tonight. Then I had to help her with her shoes so she could go back outside as her sister and my own kids came through our house to get to the backyard.

Now, I don't want to be the nasty neighbor lady who yells at kids to stay off her lawn or anything. I do want to be the welcoming mom, and I enjoy having kids over when they are respectful. However... there are some times when I just don't want to deal with other people's kids and I do not have the resources to feed the neighborhood every day. *sigh*

1 comments:

*Jess* said...

Yep, been there, done that in our old neighborhood. I guess I should be thankful that we don't have so many kids to play with here now!