After living in our house for about 7 months, we had a storm that was quite strong, tearing up most of the roofs in the neighborhood. My husband got on the roof to decide the extent of the damage and do some repairs, while my two young children, our 75 lb dog, and I played in the back yard.
A neighbor from across the street (we don't even know his name) kindly comes over and asks if we need help, bringing his older kids (about 8 and 10, I would guess). Before I can even answer him, he reaches over the gate to open the latch, sending my dog into a frenzy. He opens the gate and steps in, acting surprised that my dog rushes to him. Fortunately, he stood still at that point, and I was able to grab the dog and take him to the garage.
He takes a bag of shingles up to the roof, leaving me with his 8 year old daughter, who then proceeds to the gate surrounding the pool, which I had closed to keep my young kids out. I tell her we leave the gate closed for safety, but she pushes and bumps against it until she defeats the latch and gets onto the deck, splashing in the pool. When my 4 year old tells her she's not supposed to be up there, she calls her a name, I don't really remember what it was - not too bad but definitely uncalled for. My husband told her "You do not speak to my daughter that way."
Then I have to go in for a minute to grab something for my husband. I take my kids with me, not wanting to leave them around the pool, and lock the door behind me because this girl has been asking to come in the house for several weeks, and she seems to have no sense of boundary (we found her in the garage with our dog, who was chained there, barking like crazy). When I come back, she has pulled down the curtains on the outside of the door, and actually tries to push past me into the house, bumping into me two or three times. I stand there, blocking her, and say firmly, "No, ma'am, I said no." Which is exactly how I talk to my kids.
After this, the neighbor man quickly leaves, taking his daughter with him, and now they don't seem as friendly as they did before. Even five months later, I wonder if he was insulted by this, and feel a little bad, but at the same time wonder how we could have responded any better to such a breach of what we view as courteous respect of boundaries. What do you think?
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