Kudos to Dad - The Note

I saw some boys playing 

up in the back yard

on Friday.

They were actually 

between my house

and the neighbors. 

There is a concreted

ditch up there. I have 

no issues

with them being up 

there, or

even cutting through 

my yard.

HOWEVER,

(yep, that word is 

sort of like

the BUT you hear 

when folks

are telling you 

something)!!

ANYWAY, 

Saturday morning 

when I was

headed out I walked 

to the 

mailbox. Once 

getting to the 

mailbox I noticed 

that my 

concrete planter 

that sats on my

concreted block 

thingy that sats

at the end of the 

drive, (no clue

what they are called) 

was turned

upside down in the ditch. 

Plus, I had taken 

my carpet out

of the back of my 

car (truck area) 

to hang on the fence 

so the rain could

wash it clean. The 

boys (my boys)

had spilled something 

on it. 

That was also in 

the ditch.

A little further down 

the ditch

was pallet wood 

that I had

in the drive way, 

up next

to the house. 

What would you 

have done?

The back story is, 

the family

has only been living in the 

house across the 

street for a 

few months. I had 

never met them

but I have been 

wanting to yell

a hello if I ever so 

them out.

The children are all 

I have seen.

I would have 

normally picked

up the pallet wood

and my carpet but I could not

lift the concrete planter. 

Once I returned from 

the wedding,

I decided to truck over and 

knocked on the door. 

A young man, maybe 

30 or so...

can't believe I am 

at the age

I consider someone in their

30's that they are 

YOUNG. 

CRAP...

Anyway I introduced 

myself and then

I told him that I did 

not want to be

one of those neighbors 

but here

is what has happened. 

I told him I had

no issues with them being

in the yard, I would 

have cleaned 

things up but I could not 

pick up the planter. 

He was very sorry and 

he got right

on it. I did not want

 the boy

to get in trouble but 

I needed

that planter picked up. 

However,

on the way across the 

street, I stopped

to talk to Peggy 

(neighbor) who

was out walking. 

Here comes the

boy. He told me 

he was really

sorry and he cleaned 

things up.

I helped set the 

planter back

in place. Later I 

was sitting in 

the living room when 

there was 

a knock on the door.

It was Aaron, the 

little boy, 

he is ten and he had

this letter he gave me.

Kudos to dad and I am 

happy now

that I went over there. 

I think Aaron and 

I will be friends from 

here on out. 

I think he is a good kid and I 

see why. 

Awesome to meet a 

young parent

that don't just mouth 

that they

will do something but 

really do it.

UPDATE- I wrote this

blog over a week 

ago, since then I have

seen that dad hung 

a tire swing in the

backyard and another

day he was out there

pushing Arron. 

Pam