A few days ago a 5 year old followed us home after we were doing laundry. We all live in the same place and laundry room is only a little ways away and so is the boy's home.
He shows me and by son's best friend his new wallet. He just got it from the dollar store. Inside were two magnets, one that has a poem about why he is loved. The other is another picture of three Disney princes and above it says "I am a princess." There is gift card for Walmart and one for Toys R us. We play with it and say that is a magical wallet.
My son comes in from taking out the trash and James shows my son his wallet. All three boys go outside to shot Nerf guns in the grassy area.
That day was a major house cleaning day. No kids were underfoot and had finished a new chapter. So the place is a bit of disarray. Pots are out so I clean the shelves and reorganize, and the beds have been stripped, furniture is moved from its place for vacuuming.
The boys come back in. James wants to no where is wallet is. I says he felt here. He says he left on a stack of blankets. I know this isn't true because the blankets are still in the drier.
He insist that is here. I say if I find I will of course return it.
The following day I have go to town. This is an all day affair. We are gone from 10 A.M. until 11 P.M. So no further looking.
And after all I was straighten up my house that and everything by this is back in its place.
The following night I cooking dinner and we have a friend over.
Another neighbor comes over. He is drunk. He wants to come in and look for the wallet. We turn him away. Why would I let a drunk man in my house to look for something that is not even his? Mike was getting drunk with James's dad that night.
The next morning. James and his dad come over to ask again. I say if I found they would have it. He looks hung-over. James demands his wallet and tells me look for it. I say no. I do not do what a 5 year tells me to do.
I then say he should have kept track of his things. It is not my job to keep track of his son's things. He starts to yell at me. That his said that he placed it on our laundry basket. We do not use any kind of basket. I know that this is not accurate. He then tells that his son said that my son asked for the cards three times and that James wouldn't give it to him. NOT SO.
His kid is crying and he wants his much loved wallet back.
He is in no way interested in what I have to say and slams the door.
He basically implied that my son had taken it. Yes, my nine year old is going to get on the bus and use these cards and I would not beware of it.
I ask the kid who was over that if he recalled what happened. He back up what I have I recalled happening.
I tell if it dose turn up I am keeping it.
I am also going to see if there is anything on those cards. Personally I doubt there is anything on them. Why would he allow his kid to walk around with gift cards with anything on them?
He shows me and by son's best friend his new wallet. He just got it from the dollar store. Inside were two magnets, one that has a poem about why he is loved. The other is another picture of three Disney princes and above it says "I am a princess." There is gift card for Walmart and one for Toys R us. We play with it and say that is a magical wallet.
My son comes in from taking out the trash and James shows my son his wallet. All three boys go outside to shot Nerf guns in the grassy area.
That day was a major house cleaning day. No kids were underfoot and had finished a new chapter. So the place is a bit of disarray. Pots are out so I clean the shelves and reorganize, and the beds have been stripped, furniture is moved from its place for vacuuming.
The boys come back in. James wants to no where is wallet is. I says he felt here. He says he left on a stack of blankets. I know this isn't true because the blankets are still in the drier.
He insist that is here. I say if I find I will of course return it.
The following day I have go to town. This is an all day affair. We are gone from 10 A.M. until 11 P.M. So no further looking.
And after all I was straighten up my house that and everything by this is back in its place.
The following night I cooking dinner and we have a friend over.
Another neighbor comes over. He is drunk. He wants to come in and look for the wallet. We turn him away. Why would I let a drunk man in my house to look for something that is not even his? Mike was getting drunk with James's dad that night.
The next morning. James and his dad come over to ask again. I say if I found they would have it. He looks hung-over. James demands his wallet and tells me look for it. I say no. I do not do what a 5 year tells me to do.
I then say he should have kept track of his things. It is not my job to keep track of his son's things. He starts to yell at me. That his said that he placed it on our laundry basket. We do not use any kind of basket. I know that this is not accurate. He then tells that his son said that my son asked for the cards three times and that James wouldn't give it to him. NOT SO.
His kid is crying and he wants his much loved wallet back.
He is in no way interested in what I have to say and slams the door.
He basically implied that my son had taken it. Yes, my nine year old is going to get on the bus and use these cards and I would not beware of it.
I ask the kid who was over that if he recalled what happened. He back up what I have I recalled happening.
I tell if it dose turn up I am keeping it.
I am also going to see if there is anything on those cards. Personally I doubt there is anything on them. Why would he allow his kid to walk around with gift cards with anything on them?
