8:45am....
knock, knock...
me: who in the world...
open the door...neighbor girl (10) and her friend.
me: Yes?
them: Can we come in?
me: Why?
them: Cause your house is 'fun'...
DH *$#&%^!! DMV *%&^$@@ DMV
me: Dont you have anwhere else to go?
them: No, we want to see you
me: why? I dont like kids
them: Yes you do, your house is the funnest house...
DH: #(*%&% DMV
me: I suppose
them: do you have anything to eat?
(they head to kitchen and get a snack. You see, they know where the snacks are cause they stop by almost daily)
them: do you have anything for us to do?
me: think a minute...
me: Yes, here are two old plastic coffee containers,(poked holes in the bottom) some flower seeds (had to pick out of three different kinds)and some planting soil...take them OUTSIDE and plant away...
DH: *(%& DMV, Ill be back...
Door slams- and they all are OUT..
me: blessed silence...
Daily ritual during the summer...and I dont even like kids...
but..... 'I dont like kids
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annab- Yes, they really did...and we decided they could take them home for their dads' fathers day gifts...
Now they are outside with one of those 'bubble sheets' that you use for packing...popping away...
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There are a couple of these girls who's parents tell them "be home by dinner" when they get here at 10am!!!....geeze.
June 18th, 2006 at 08:44 am 1150620293
The father remarried when she was nine and they moved away. Last year I ran into her, all grown up at 30 (only six years younger than me), didn't recognize her until she told me who she was and then I could see it. She thanked me for letting her come over and hang out with me. She said it was the only thing that got her through that year of her life. I had no idea. I thought she was just lonely. She said she came really close to running away (yikes, at 8!) on three different occassions, but instead she ran to me. That was incredibly humbling to me, that my putting up with a pain in the neck (though she really was sweet) kid was what kept her safely home.
So you never know what your impact on these kids are. You may be what keeps them safe or gets them through the dark times.
June 18th, 2006 at 09:12 pm 1150665162
That's what I call a really "good deed".
Thanks for doing it .....
Maria