The Kids down the Street are Back

Actually, they never left. Just when I was getting used to the idea of them being gone, Mama Bear ran into their grandma (who they live with) at the grocery store. She said Goldilocks hadn't done anything to offend them; they had just got new computers for Christmas, and had been spending most of their free time indoors playing with them. I also noticed that their mother is a southerner, and although she doesn't mind her kids running the streets at all hours of the night, she seems to think it's dangerous to play outside if there is snow on the ground. She actually came looking for them when they were playing inside our house or in the snow in our yard because she was worried about the cold. Yesterday they were playing outside with no coats. The weather hasn't changed at all, but they don't need coats any more because it's March, don'cha know.

(Okay, I'll admit it, I was relieved. I suspected they had been taking advantage of GL, and I know they taught him swear words. They're already bullying him again, but he insists they're not bullies, they're his friends. Why? Because they told him so. Just the kind of kids I don't want him playing with, but if he has to learn the hard way, I'd rather he did it when I can still rescue him if he needs it.)