All In a Day!!!

Today I have heard the word, MOM about two million times. Not that I don't enjoy being called Mom it is just that some days I wish I could change my name to something unpronounceable. Usually, I don't hear it too much during the day. I hear it more when my son wants to beg for something or just wants something period whether it is in his grasp or not. Today the kids across the street are playing outside. It is a pretty nice day so I can't really blame them plus they live in a house with a front gated yard. Now, these kids are the type of kids that when they want something that you have like a ball, skateboard, bike, etc...they will gladly invite you over to play and bring your stuff. If they have enough balls or bats or whatever they need they won't invite you or your stuff. We have lived here for a long time, too many years, I was planning a short stay that turned into a long stay unfortunately, but in all the time we have lived here the kids across the street hadn't once invited, talked to or aknowleged my son's presence until one day last year when he was out playing with a ball on a string that he had gotten from the dollar store. He was standing in front of our steps just doing what he does alone and they got curious as kids do and came wandering across the street to see what kind of ball he had and hopes of playing with it. My son shared his ball with them and told them he had many balls inside and many other things such as skateboards and a scooter. Their eyes lit up like they were seeing Santa Claus with his bag of toys and from that day on when they wanted to play with a ball, skateboard, bat, etc...they would walk up the flight of steps that leads to our house and knock on the door asking if my son could play. Most of the time he would go outside until an argument would happen about who got to play with what and when. 

My son has figured out for himself that they don't really want to play with him just his toys so he is less likely now to go out and play with them. There is one boy way down the block that comes over who is more interested in him and not his toys. So, today they were outside and twirling around sticks and even took a short trip to the park a few blocks away. They came back arguing and shouting to each other and briefly went in the house. I knew that once all of them got together it was going to be an argument about something. One likes to run the show and the rest don't like him running the show all the time which causes the arguments. 

They calmed down just long enough to wander over here and knock Not to ask my son if he could come out but to ask if they could borrow his football.  He told them no and that was the end of that. A borrowed football in their hands would never be returned. My son learned that lesson the hard way when they borrowed his soccer ball and claimed it was over a neighbors fence that they didn't have any access to.  The ball was lost and never to be seen again. Another time they took his ball and put in their house and that was a ball never to be seen again either. 

So, my son has been asking all day  long if he can go on the porch. We both know that the porch will lead to can he go down the steps and the steps will lead to the three kids wanting him to bring out a football. 

All in a days work.  Right now he is on the porch.