So I'm one of those overprotective parents that won't let the kids leave our yard. They are only 4 and 6 and I don't think they need to be roaming the neighborhood. Apparently I'm the only one on the block that feels that way because every day there is a variety of children in the alleys, on the streets, etc.
Of course my daughter hates me for it and throws a fit because all her other friends get to leave their yards. And I don't know what it is, but there is not a great selection of kids in these parts either.
Anyway, so there's a boy that looks to be about 6 or 7 who lives about 3 houses down on the other side of the street. Yesterday he came over and was playing outside with my kids. Then they asked if he could come in and play and I asked if it was okay with his parents and he said yes (although who knows if he was lying.) But, when it was time for him to go home because we were about to eat and it was getting dark, the kid wouldn't leave! He kept messing with buttons on things, tools, you name it. But he wouldn't leave! David kept nudging him towards the door and finally he kind of gave him a gentle push out.
Then today, the kid became downright creepy! I went to pick A up from school and when I left L was napping and David was in the shower. I ran a quick errand afterwards and when I got home, David informed me that L had let the boy in the house and they were playing downstairs. (This isn't the creepy part.) So David sent him home and told him he was not allowed to come in without an adult's permission and that L was in trouble for letting him in.
About 20 minutes later, David runs to the store, so his truck is gone. I hear a knock at the back door and it's the kid. I block the door and tell him that the kids are not allowed to play today and he will have to come back Monday. He just keeps staring at me and it was like he was trying to get past me. I finally closed the door and went into the living room. Two minutes later I go into the kitchen and I see him standing outside the back door. Two minutes after that he's staring in the kitchen window. Three minutes after that he's staring in the kids' bedroom window.
I closed all the blinds and texted David to hurry because it was creepy.
Sure, I probably could try to handle it on my own, but I'm always afraid of other parents getting mad at me, so I try to avoid speaking to their kids if it's outside of me teaching.
Crap, I just saw him walking by the side of the house... I gotta hide!