Those Kids

I just had to take a moment and blog about my precious children who are playing outside at this moment. We live next door to some older children. They aren't crazy old...about 3 years older (the youngest) than mine. I have a hard time letting them "go" and just play. I worry about older kids not being nice to them. That is normal, right? And I notice that older kids think they are the same size as my 4 year olds & attempt to ride on their toys. The fact is, they are too big for their ride on toys. They can't peddle them because they have no leg room & their weight is greater than mine (not mine obviously..if it was, than we'd have a huge problem seeing as I'm a voluptuous...umm, yea, sure...voluptuous girl). So, it's a nice day today. The kids went outside to play and neighborhood kids rode their bikes down, along with their friends. Jasper says, "You guys wanna play on our trampoline?" I bite my tongue (don't be the bag of a neighbor, Shannon..don't do it). They all get on the trampoline except for Izzy. She rides her bike. Of course, one of the neighbor's friends tries to ride on a peddle car. I hear Iz say, "Are you peddling?" The girl (who is probably 8 or 9) says, "Yes." Iz says, "Good job...good job". She's such a mother hen. I'm keeping an eye on the kids from the kitchen window. It's open. I see Jasper kick. I yell out, "Jasper! No kicking or everyone is getting off the trampoline!" Then I say to Isabel, "Go ask them to take their shoes off & tell them your mama said to." She waltzes back there like her poop don't stink & screams, "Hey kids! Take your shoes off...right now!!" I'm wondering how long those kids will want to stay at my house.