Those Durn Kids!!

We live about three blocks from a school, and around 3:30 every day we get all these kids traipsing down the street on their way home. There's always two or three that insist on walking across all the lawns instead of using the sidewalk, and I complain about this all the time.

The other day I realized that this means that I've become that apocryphal crazy old man who yells at the neighborhood kids to "get off my lawn!!!"

What's next, black socks with sandals?