I Feel Old...
I don't mind apartment living, for the most part. The people around here seem nice, and a couple of them have gone out of their ways to be friendly or helpful. Their kids, though...
Dragging bikes up and down the metal stairs, throwing skateboards, basketballs, skates, toys, stomping up and down the stairs...Their favored playing spot (other than the playground across the small parking lot) is right outside my apartment's patio door, to be exact. Normally I try to ignore all the noise, the shouting, though I'm waiting for the day that they damage my car or window or something. I've already had to step out because they bounced a basketball -on purpose- at my car's windshield. I've also had to tell them to stop sitting on the hood of it. I've only had to tell them once each time so far (they do sit on other cars, too, and bounce balls off of them, but as I understand those are their parents' cars. Their various parents are very often outside, too, so I assume they don't care about their cars).
Well, today's game involved seeing who could knock on my daughter's bedroom window the loudest. I know they probably didn't know it's a 1 year old's room. I know they probably didn't know she was napping. What I do know is that they purposely knocked on it, over and over, louder and louder, until she woke up screaming. Three times. Each time, I stepped outside and asked them to stop. They waited a few minutes and then did it again; and again; and again.This just didn't fly with me. Three is my given limit. I scooped Nina up and we headed outside. Parents were gathered near the laundry room, chatting. I headed over to them...I'm in a mood at this point because I'm completely unwilling to put up with a bunch of 8-10 year olds starting something just because my apartment happens to be the one they play near. I don't care if they've played there for years before we moved here, that was going to stop.
I explained to the parents that their kids were purposely and continuously waking my daughter up from her nap, despite my asking them not to several times. I had a trail of pleading kids at this point because when I stepped out, they probably assumed I was going to ask them again but instead I walked through them...straight for the adults. These parents are...not the tolerant kind, when it comes to their kids getting complaints. As in, they instantly round on the kids. Loudly.
All 4 kids were banished to their rooms and told there was more to come if they didn't stop waking the baby up. I normally would feel bad for getting someone into trouble, especially some kids, but right then, I didn't care. I was tired from our bike ride and a lack of sleep, Nina was teething and tired and her nap had been interrupted over and over, and I had asked them repeatedly to stop. They're outside again, but they've stayed away from our windows/the area in front of my patio door.
The part that makes me feel old? I'm glad those kids are keeping their distance! I just want them to go back to school and stop making so much noise, LOL. I wasn't even mad when I complained about them, just tired and fed up. I get it, kids are rough and loud...but let them go do it somewhere else! I can't wait until we have a house of our own with a yard that other people can't come into without permission!
*sigh* I'm only almost 23 and I feel like I'm 60 or something, whining about neighbor kids lol...
My daughters friends will come over to see if she can come out and for some odd reason feel like they can sit on my car to wait for her. I had to come outside and say "Get your narrow behind off my car or I am handing you a sponge and soap so you can clean it!"
They laughed and apologized but I think I scared them a little bit.
I was outside with the kids and they were rising scooters up and down the sidewalk. Mini was... five I think? I am pretty sure it was around that age because I wasn't quite pregnant with Bub yet.
Anyways, there was a group of teenage neighbors and every other word out of their mouth was F bombs. I'm not a goody two shoes by any means, but you don't cuss like that around little kids.
So I walked over to the edge of my yard and said "You all need to cut that out right now. There are little kids out here and you should respect that."
I got apologies and stunned silence, haha.
I walked back over to my (now ex) husband and he said "Wow you scared me too. That was hot." HAHA