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Last summer, we made the unfortunate acquaintances with some of the kids that lives a few houses away from ours. The kids are fine, actually a couple of them are friendly to a fault. How do I put it… I guess it’s the parents and their idea of how many children is too many I have a problem with. Wait… I hold a personal grudge with the kids too actually. Last year, when I had the car accident in front of their house, NONE of the dozen kids called 911. They’d run back and yell to the house, then ran to the streets hurriedly, in case they missed something. I cannot express my disgust in words.
Anyway, so they would come over when Jason is around, asking if he can play (the answer is ALWAYS no). Lately they’ve been over with fund raising candies for a school trip.
I HATE fund raising candies. They taste HORRIBLE. SO never has the heart to say no, so we have to purchase a bunch of them to pad our garbage.
One of the girls always have this look on her face… The look as if she comes to our door often enough, I will ask her to come inside, then maybe tell her that she can come visit whenever, afterwards leave her the house keys… eventually pay for her college tuition and name her as the sole heir to my estate. I am always both amused and horrified to see her at my door.