I haven’t read the whole thread so sorry if I’m repeating - sounds like this is the first time this has happened and you have been there a few months? I’m guessing this Iis going to be a non issue and won’t happen again (speaking as the mom of two boys who went through a big nerf gun phase). If it does happen again and you are home, pop your head out the door and say “kids! Do you mind moving it off our yard? Thanks!” If they don’t listen or it keeps happening then you escalate to parents.
If it happens again and you aren’t home do you have a security system you can talk through? Lol I would totally put on a creepy voice and yell “GET OFF THE LAWN!” and laugh while watching them scatter.
This is actually the only acceptable answer here.
Seriously why did it take us 6 pages to get to this point. The kids would actually be terrified and love it lol.
Post by circa1978 on Sept 21, 2021 15:45:55 GMT -5
This reminds me of when I first moved to the suburbs after many years living in major cities.
We bought our first house with an insane mortgage in a *very* Pleasantville subdivision. People actually dropped off cookies when we moved in. The first weekend there the teenager across the street and his buddy decided to shoot off bottle rockets in the cul de sac, one of which went wild and hit our front door. I had just signed over most of my worldly goods and was a little on edge about it, so I shot outside screaming "What the FUCK do you think you are doing?" and scared the bejeezus out of him. I got a handwritten apology note and he mowed the lawn for free. He remained slightly in awe of me for the rest of the time he lived at home.
Next time, go out there while they are there with a big smile and a cheery tone and say something like "Hi Guys! Could you play somewhere else?" Most kids will respond to that and won't hold a grudge.
This reminds me of when I first moved to the suburbs after many years living in major cities.
We bought our first house with an insane mortgage in a *very* Pleasantville subdivision. People actually dropped off cookies when we moved in. The first weekend there the teenager across the street and his buddy decided to shoot off bottle rockets in the cul de sac, one of which went wild and hit our front door. I had just signed over most of my worldly goods and was a little on edge about it, so I shot outside screaming "What the FUCK do you think you are doing?" and scared the bejeezus out of him. I got a handwritten apology note and he mowed the lawn for free. He remained slightly in awe of me for the rest of the time he lived at home.
This reminds me of when I first moved to the suburbs after many years living in major cities.
We bought our first house with an insane mortgage in a *very* Pleasantville subdivision. People actually dropped off cookies when we moved in. The first weekend there the teenager across the street and his buddy decided to shoot off bottle rockets in the cul de sac, one of which went wild and hit our front door. I had just signed over most of my worldly goods and was a little on edge about it, so I shot outside screaming "What the FUCK do you think you are doing?" and scared the bejeezus out of him. I got a handwritten apology note and he mowed the lawn for free. He remained slightly in awe of me for the rest of the time he lived at home.
This is the only reason this thread is worth reading to page 6...solely for this story.
I'm in aw of you too and I'm well over the age of a teenager.
Post by maudefindlay on Sept 22, 2021 7:06:34 GMT -5
circa1978, I had something similar in that I blurted out a curse word after a neighbor kid did something and he said to DS1 "That's your Mom?" He knew who I was, guess he didn't know parents swear....but them again I know his parents and pretty sure they have cursed.
I haven’t read the whole thread so sorry if I’m repeating - sounds like this is the first time this has happened and you have been there a few months? I’m guessing this Iis going to be a non issue and won’t happen again (speaking as the mom of two boys who went through a big nerf gun phase). If it does happen again and you are home, pop your head out the door and say “kids! Do you mind moving it off our yard? Thanks!” If they don’t listen or it keeps happening then you escalate to parents.
If it happens again and you aren’t home do you have a security system you can talk through? Lol I would totally put on a creepy voice and yell “GET OFF THE LAWN!” and laugh while watching them scatter.
I do this with my own kids when I'm at work and they are in the backyard. Sometimes I creepily say, "Helllllooooo children." Other times I comment on their basketball or soccer playing or tell them to stop arguing. Then I shut the app when they start with, "Mom, watch this! Wait! Mom, watch this move!!" Lol.
I haven’t read the whole thread so sorry if I’m repeating - sounds like this is the first time this has happened and you have been there a few months? I’m guessing this Iis going to be a non issue and won’t happen again (speaking as the mom of two boys who went through a big nerf gun phase). If it does happen again and you are home, pop your head out the door and say “kids! Do you mind moving it off our yard? Thanks!” If they don’t listen or it keeps happening then you escalate to parents.
If it happens again and you aren’t home do you have a security system you can talk through? Lol I would totally put on a creepy voice and yell “GET OFF THE LAWN!” and laugh while watching them scatter.
I do this with my own kids when I'm at work and they are in the backyard. Sometimes I creepily say, "Helllllooooo children." Other times I comment on their basketball or soccer playing or tell them to stop arguing. Then I shut the app when they start with, "Mom, watch this! Wait! Mom, watch this move!!" Lol.
I do this too! And I talk to the dog. It's really fun to watch my dog try and figure out where I am.
circa1978, I had something similar in that I blurted out a curse word after a neighbor kid did something and he said to DS1 "That's your Mom?" He knew who I was, guess he didn't know parents swear....but them again I know his parents and pretty sure they have cursed.
I'm a former journalist and newsrooms are spicy places. It turned out his mom was a reporter turned suburban mom too, and she thought it was hilarious. My own child oddly doesn't swear, given my tendencies, but I did tell him he can so long as it doesn't degrade someone and he can spell it, define it and use it properly in a sentence. I think that took all the fun out of it.