My family is so wonderful. Since I live so close to work there are frequent days when Michelle and the boys will meet me on the way home from work and we get to walk the rest of the way home together. It is a wonderful thing that we've been doing occasionally over the past couple of weeks during this mild January weather.
Well, on Wednesday my boys wanted to run and meet me on the way home from work but Michelle was in the middle of things and not able to jump up and run. So she let David, Michael and Aleky leave to meet me as long as they would stick together. As I'm leaving from work I see David running up the street with Michael a long way behind. We meet up and head toward the house. We finally catch up to Aleky who had been left behind and only made it as far as Center St. in front of our hometeacher's house, just after crossing at the light.
Aleky turns around and runs back to the light at 900 E and starts to run into the STREET! I yell at him and he stops, turns around and comes back to the corner. Fortunately the car making a turn onto 900 E saw him in plenty of time and didn't run Aleky over. Obviously, that didn't make me very happy. The cop on Center St crosses through the intersection, turns around and tries to catch up with Aleky who, after crossing 900 E with me, took off running to the house. The cop stops in the middle of the road, can't catch Aleky but follows him to the house. A second cop stops and notices the rest of us and stops to talk to us.
Apparently someone had phoned in to the cops that a little boy was hanging out at the corner of 900 E and Center St. and they had come to investigate. It was a little embarrassing to have the two cops stop because of Aleky. But at least we have some good neighbors who are watching out for him, right?
Well, today the boys were playing in the park just outside our gate. At least David, Donovan and Michael were just outside the gate. Aleky and Quinten were exploring more of the park. Michelle was watching the boys but couldn't see Quinten from the house and asked David to bring Quinten back because we can't watch him if he gets too far away. After retrieving Quinten from the south side of the park the boys came in and locked the gate. They went downstairs to play.
A short time later there's a knock at the door. When Michael answers the door he shouts, "it's a police man". Apparently another concerned neighbor didn't feel that Quinten had enough supervision and called the police. They came to find out who was watching the boys. Since they were all inside the house there wasn't much for them to do. As the first cop was leaving a second cop call pulled up but noting that there was no situation here they both left.
On the one hand I'm glad to know that we have concerned neighbors who are watching out for our boys. On the other hand, the boys should be allowed a chance to play in the public park just outside our backyard. I guess you can't blame the newly wed mothers in the neighborhood for being concerned but calling the police may not be the best way to handle the situation. However, we find it interesting that the police drove straight to our door. Hmmm....
