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Originally Posted by ALittleBitCrunchy 
We are the odd ones in our neighborhood. Kids 4-5 years old ride their bikes everywhere and it scares me to watch - they ride on the streets and we have blind hills and curves, and they aren't good at staying on the side of the road. There are 3 year olds that cross the street and wander a few houses.
For me, no way. For them, no big deal.
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See, this is what I'm talking about. We had a family that moved a while back that let their 2.5yo outside to run around in the street unsupervised. And I know that mom and dad weren't actually watching because they would show up at my door a lot asking if I'd seen their kids.
The other kids (4yo, 6yo, 7yo, 8yo, and 9yo) seem pretty savvy, but my kids want to play with them, and at 3yo and 16mo, certainly can't be out there alone. Which means I'm interacting with the other girls A LOT. But none of the parents has even come over to meet me or get to know me. The kids seem to have taken a liking to me and come over for water, to ask me to throw stuff away for them, or to just talk to me on my front porch while I'm out with my kids. If my kids were with a neighbor that much, you can bet I would be making friends with that neighbor. I just don't get it.
And it's not like our street is without hazards. We are blocks from a major freeway. There is a field with access from the circle that has rattle snakes. There is a canal on one side with a fence that any kid could easily slip under.
Nevermind that I have to break up fights, tell them not to play with boards full of rusty nails, bring them band-aids, and keep them civil around my kids. The one is terribly rude and I feel like I'm stepping on toes by gently correcting her.
I try to stay as far back from their play as I can, but my kids want to play too, so I end up interacting with them a lot. I just wanted a reality check to see if I'm crazy in thinking these kids parent's should at least be getting to know me better. I don't feel like it's my job to make the first move here.
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