Ugh, flea, that's awkward. I see their point, but kids are allowed to be kids, especially in their own home. I can see making an effort not to run maybe early in the morning. But during the day, I don't think you owe them anything.
Dawn ,'Selfless'
Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Also, he can talk to you, but I don't see any reason to subject your kids to that.
All the coverage of Superbowl snacks is making me want nachos or cheese dip or pizza. Something I don't have and don't need, anyway.
Oh yeah, he totally does NOT need to talk to your kids.
I remember the neighbor of my friend Karen complaining about the sounds of her kids laughing. This was in a neighboring house - not sharing walls or floor/ceiling.
"Gee, I'm so sorry my children's laughter is irritating you at 3pm on a Saturday afternoon. I'll quell that immediately! Oh kids! Joy is off the menu today."
I'm reading this to the sounds of the kids running upstairs. It's my landlady and her kids but even so I wouldn't complain about them running around on an afternoon.
My parents' next-door neighbor had been out sometimes with the three-year-old at like 5 am, but they figured dad was doing a great favor to his pregnant wife (now no longer pregnant! amazing), so didn't mind.
Yeah, we are frequently up at 6:30-7 on weekends (as well as during the week - actually, my idiot kids get up earlier on the weekends than during the week when they have to, grrr), and I feel guilty about that, but what can I do? So it was sort of disconcerting to get yelled at at noon.
see, kids laughing - that's beyond the pale.
but I am a loud laugher and my grandmother used to be teased for laughing. I cannot truck people being angry about laughing if it isn't AT someone.
go fuck yourselves anti-laughers.
as far as kids running around, I get it, but if you are in a multiple-family dwelling, you aren't in a monastery, you have to deal with other people.
le nubian, you are not crazy. The Tuareg are a nomadic people of the Sahara, for whom, I presume, the car was named.