It's interesting... I see what you mean Christy about people not being able to read minds... but the family that live directly opposite us send their own kids to my DS's school drive past me every day. The mother asks how my DS is going in Prep... but I assume she is worried that if she offers him a lift one day that she will be lumped with the inconvenience of taking him everyday it rains?Actually the mother is really interesting... she used to be ultra friendly and asked me over to her house for a cuppa for a year or two after we moved in... then one day she knocked on my door in tears, she had accidentally locked her toddler in her house and was in a panic because she couldn't get back in. I ran over with her to her house and tried to help her break in. She was on the verge of calling a locksmith. Then I saw an open window on the second story above her garage. I got a ladder from a neighbour who had also come over and despite being several weeks pregnant (no-one knew) I climbed up onto the roof of the garage to see if I could get in the window. I couldn't fit. So I got my 9yo DD and she climbed up and managed to squeeze in the window and rescued the toddler by opening the door from inside. Of course then there were more tears of relief and lots of gratitude... I hugged her and said that I would have been in a similar state etc. But strangely, ever since that day, she has been much cooler toward me. I assume she was embarrassed
because it's never been the same between us. So I guess this is why I haven't felt confident enough to ask her to give my DS a lift to school. But I will accept the offers of people who have asked me from now on.




Actually the mother is really interesting... she used to be ultra friendly and asked me over to her house for a cuppa for a year or two after we moved in... then one day she knocked on my door in tears, she had accidentally locked her toddler in her house and was in a panic because she couldn't get back in. I ran over with her to her house and tried to help her break in. She was on the verge of calling a locksmith. Then I saw an open window on the second story above her garage. I got a ladder from a neighbour who had also come over and despite being several weeks pregnant (no-one knew) I climbed up onto the roof of the garage to see if I could get in the window. I couldn't fit. So I got my 9yo DD and she climbed up and managed to squeeze in the window and rescued the toddler by opening the door from inside. Of course then there were more tears of relief and lots of gratitude... I hugged her and said that I would have been in a similar state etc. But strangely, ever since that day, she has been much cooler toward me. I assume she was embarrassed
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