Yesterday, Dan and I went grocery shopping. We drove home and came back to another parking lot scene. It was nice out, so we opened the window to let in the fresh air. Around 8:30 p.m, we hear the neighbors yelling out “Happy birthday!” to someone. Dan looks at me with a smile and says, “Think it’s someone’s birthday?”
I don’t really think much of it. The weather is nice. Brutus is looking out the window. At one point, someone approached the window and Nikki started barking. I thought she was randomly barking at neighbors until Dan said he saw someone coming up to the window. About 10 minutes later, a small child is at the window. They can’t see me, but they say to Dan, “Nice cat.” Then they start asking questions. Dan is very patient with them. I hear, “Why?” a few times, which I know he hates, but he got around that by giving them the same answer as the first time. 
Finally, it is almost 10 p.m. These kids came back to the window a few times, even after someone yelled at them. I finally said, “It’s time for you to go home now.” The kids could not see me, the way my computer was, but if they didn’t know someone else was there before, they knew it now. The little voice say, “Why?”, and I say, “Because it is our quiet time.”
With a resigned “okay” they left. But really now, who was watching these kids at 10 p.m., cause they weren’t that old!? And shouldn’t it have been their bedtime!?
I don’t remember stuff like that happening when I was a kid. Maybe I am just getting old.
I don’t remember ever going up to anyone’s window like that when I was a kid.
I’ve also discovered that some parents don’t make their children go to bed — they wait until the child wants to go to bed (yeah, right). “She’s not tired. She keeps getting up.” So keep putting her back… yikes.
Do you own a pellet gun?
I hate seeing on the news that a kid gets caught in a drive-by at MIDNIGHT! Summer’s coming and it will happen all the time!
I wouldn’t have been so nice.
I KNOW I wouldn’t have been so nice since I yelled at some teenagers just today to get off my front stoop since they were sitting there smoking and talking on the phone. They of course shot me a dirty look and asked why and I promptly fired back “Because it is my stoop and I don’t want you there and I have a gun and know how to use it.” Yeah, don’t really like people invading my personal space much.
I can not stand people who do not parent their children properly. I NEVER would have done either of those things when I was a kid.
turn the hose on ‘em next time…works for dogs….
When you told them it was time for the to go home, they shouldn’t have even asked “why”. Know what I mean?
Finn - We didn’t go to our neighbors unless they were outside, and if we really wanted to see them, we knocked on the door.
JQ - No, but we have a regular gun.
Metalmom - It’s very sad. Then people ask where the parents were.
*pixie* - I kept waiting to see if the parents were going to say anything. No such luck.
VP - I bet those teenagers use to go up to the neighbor windows and start talking to them!
Beth - I like the way you think!
Slick - I know exactly what you mean!
Never had that happen. Did have the neighbors cat keep coming to the window. A squirt gun took care of that.
You should move. Your neighbors are all whackjobs.