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|Wed, 04-30-2003 - 9:36pm|
"Mom, Tim threw poop in the neighbors pool!!"
This was 10 minutes after getting a call from my youngest sons
teacher about him being rude to a substitute today by making fun of
I told them to "go get it out". and when I got to a stopping
point in cooking, I went outside only to see them
still standing in our own front yard.
I took Tim by the arm and we went next door. The neigbors
were in their garage and I simply said "He threw something
in your pool and I need to make him go get it" and
the neighbor said "Ok" then I said "I'm so sorry".
I felt bad because I didn't tell them what it was. It's
one of those above ground pools, pretty big, has a pump on it.
We stood there a while before Tim finally got in. I told him to
get it and throw it out towards the back. He grabbed a hold of
"It" and it dissolved. He was able to throw out little
chunks until it got to where it looked like only bits
of grass was left in the pool. I reached in with my hand to "Swirl" the
water around to where there wouldn't be a big brown spot sitting
there. I secretly told myself that if the neighbors asked I was
going to tell them it was rocks and grass. But, I'll probably
tell them the truth when I get the money to hand them to
help with their water bill in case they want to drain the pool.
They keep it chlorinated and wide open. It even had tons of bugs
in it already. I know I'd be furious if that happened to us.
Why Can't my kids see that for once I'd like to live in a neighborhood
where no one hates us and wishes our house would blow up with us in it?