Monday was a rainy day in Frisco - by mid-morning, it was coming down pretty hard. Since it wasn't thundering and lightening and since it's rained consistently for the last few days, Becky let the boys and dogs go outside to play in the rain, since it is one of the simple pleasures in life.
As I have stated before, with boys you get noise (and with girls you get drama!). Our boys love playing in the backyard, but there are times, they can get pretty loud out there (especially on Sunday afternoons in front of mom/dad's bedroom window when Dad is taking a nap). They have received reminders before that the neighbors probably don't need to hear them screaming (preciousness of others) and to tone it down.
Apparently on Monday they were pretty loud since someone called the police.
So, when the police kn0cked on the door, Becky politely asked if she could help them and they asked if everything was fine - and if any girls were in trouble and needed help. Apparently, one of the neighbors heard a girl screaming "HELP, HELP" which prompted the 911 call.
To which Becky had to tell them "No - no girls here - just a couple of boys whose voices haven't changed yet who were out playing in the rain." The police went next door to ask another neighbor who stated - "yeah, it was probably just the boys playing in the rain".
But, oh, the impact this has made on the boys. I don't think I will ever again have to ask them to keep it quiet in the backyard.
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