Our House

Kevin and I bought our house almost 5-years ago, we got a great deal on it, and have slowly been fixing it up and making it our own. It has been a labor of love, and up until recently I thought I would never want to move. When we bought our house the one next-door was for sale too, we looked at it, and it was nice but had a strange layout and wasn’t what we were looking for. Some nice people bought it, and lived there for awhile.  Then they decided to buy another house, keep the one next to us and use it for a rental…..

We had two sets of great neighbors and both times they were college students who either got jobs, got married, or had to move back in with mom and dad.  The last neighbors we had were great, we would visit over the fence, when I baked, I made extra, they would watch our dog for us when we went out of town, and we would keep their pup for them….They moved out in December, right before Potter was born. 

Earlier last fall there was a shooting in the alley right behind our houses, it was a drug deal gone bad and someone lost their life.  It scared our neighbors (and us as well) and they decided they were going to move out of the “hood.” I didn’t have the heart to tell them, that drugs are everywhere and our town is small enough that you really can’t get away from the problem.  The shooting left Kevin and I very unsettled as well, and if we didn’t own our house, we may have considered moving too. [On a side note, I did learn, that the TV shows are lying, the police and criminal investigation units do not solve crimes in 60 minutes…it takes A WHOLE LOT LONGER.

So in moves the new neighbors, we said hello and didn’t have much interaction with them, until it started getting warmer, and now their kids are outside playing and so are my boys.  The problem that I am running into is that there is a twelve or thirteen-year old girl, who seems to be the one who is always in charge of her younger siblings, there are eight total.  My boys get along great with all of them except for the girl, they are scared to death of her, she calls my boys names, teases them and threatens them when they’re playing outside.  They are afraid to go outside when she is out there.

If you know me at all, you know that I am a mama bear when it comes to my kids, I am trying to take a step back and let my boys (especially Cooper) start to solve his own conflicts, without my interference unless it is a serious situation.   I don’t usually go outside and watch the boys while they play, we have a completely fenced yard, so I don’t worry about them outside.  But I am afraid to let them play outside alone, for fear of them hearing or seeing something inappropriate. 
I was outside the other day, just in time to hear the girl, spew off a string of obscenities that would make a sailor blush.  I told her (as nicely as I could) that I would really appreciate it if she could keep her mouth PG while my kids were outside. I can’t even repeat what she said to me.  It was unreal.  I am really at a loss at how to handle this girl and her lack of niceness.  Do I get involved and talk to her mom, and risk the fury that could ensue, or do I just keep telling my kids, that we’re only responsible for our own actions, (But I tell you what, the first time that Moose comes in and repeats something she said, I may blow a blood vessel, just fair warning.)
I just wanted to ask you all that read this to be praying for me while I try to figure out how to best approach the situation.  I don’t want to cause tension with our neighbors, but I do want to make MY backyard a safe place for my kids to play.  Thanks so much for lifting me up in prayer, and I will let you know how it all goes.
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