One Fish, Two Fish

Rumble August 30, 2008

Filed under: Mom and Dad,Month Three,Neurotic,Sam — leighnut @ 8:14 pm

Last night we had an interesting night. Around 10:30, I was in the living room doing some work and Rob was in the dining room swaying Sam to sleep, when all of a sudden we heard clattering against the side of the house. Rob handed me the baby and ran outside to see the 12-year-old neighbor kid and his friend leaning out the upstairs window throwing stuff (we think it was rocks) at our house. I looked out the living room window and saw them, too. Rob went to their house to talk to the mom to ask her to tell the kid to quit throwing stuff. She wouldn’t talk to him, but just sat in her living room yelling to him from the couch. Rob said he would really like to speak to her or he was going to call the police. She said, “Fine, call the police.” So he did.

[Side note: We’ve been dealing with this kid for two years. He’s thrown a lot of garbage in our yard (everything from Mr. Freeze wrappers and sandwich crusts to concrete blocks and railroad ties), peed in our yard, yelled obscenities at us, etc. Rob has tried numerous times to talk to the mom about it, but she refuses to talk and just walks away from him. So it’s not like we are the crazy neighbors who just snap and call the police on a whim.]

A policeman came over at 11:00 p.m. and talked with Rob and me and asked if we wanted him to write the kid a citation. We said no, hoping that just a warning will help curb the kid’s behavior. So the guy went over and talked with them. Hopefully, this is the end of the Terror From Next Door.

By the time this was all over, neither Rob nor I could sleep. I kept waiting for retaliation from the kid and was just upset by the whole thing. No one wants to involve the police in neighborhood issues, but at the same time, if he had broken a window and we’d been asleep, it would have been the window where Sam sleeps and he would have been covered in glass. No good. So after lying in bed and talking about it, we decided to get up and play double solitaire (which, if you think about it, is a contradiction in terms). Finally at 2:45 a.m. we went to bed.

And Rob had just been saying earlier in the day that we hadn’t had any issues with the kid since we’d been home. He jinxed us! 🙂


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