Boundaries

Well, we moved.  I may or may not ever get around to posting about that, but I wanted to document at least a few snippets that have happened since then.

We currently live in a duplex.  We have our own very small fenced yard.  A couple days after we first moved here Will said to Zach, "Dad, why did you order a small yard?"

Our neighbors have a little boys our boys love to play with.  Moving in was made much easier because they were entertained for much of the day while we unpacking by standing on the crossbeam of the fence and talking with and watching the neighbor boy.  This habit has continued.  Our boys set up a chair to reach the crossbeam so they can see over the fence.  Our neighbor has a ladder propped up on his side, so he can do the same.  They will go out in the morning and yell for the friend and make plans for the day.  It is mostly a blessing and occasionally can prove to be challenging because they want to be playing all the time and even Max feels comfortable leaving to go next do whenever he feels like it.  

One morning Will climbed over the fence to play with his friend who was playing in his backyard.  I went over and got him and we talked about how it wasn't ok to climb over the fence, and he always needed to ask before he went to play at the neighbors.  A while later the boys went over to see if they neighbors could play and no one was home.  They came home and Will headed to the backyard.  I reminded him that he could play in the backyard, but he was not allowed to climb over the fence.  Two minutes later he came walking in our front door, with the neighbors dog!  He had climbed over the fence, retrieved the neighbors dog, walked through their (empty) house, and brought the dog into ours.  We had a little talk about how it is not ok to go into someone else's house without their permission, especially when they are not home, and a little reminder that we don't climb over the fence.