Since we have moved here Streed has met some friends in the neighborhood. Some I care for, some I don't. One in particular wants to play all the time...at my house...of course he is not my fav. He is eight. He does and says lots that is not OK by me. For instance, opens my pantry and fridge without asking, uses eight year old language, argues with my kids and me, is loud etc. I have expressed to Chip that I hate to think about telling his parents that he cannot play with my kids anymore. Chip feels sorry for him because he seems to have little attention from his parents. He said lets just try and influence him as much as we can. I agreed.
Today he took it to another level. I do not want to post what happened but I am going to have to talk to his mom. I already talked to him but it is severe enough that I must talk to her. I dread this. I have lived here for 6 months. I have probably talked to her a dozen times.
Thankfully I got in the word this morning and was already praying for wisdom in parenting. Thankfully too I was in the kitchen and heard what was said. As much as I do not like to have him here, if they are going to play, they will have to play at my house. That is the only way I can supervise.