My Neighbor Called the Cops on My Kids Because ‘Children Shouldn’t Be Screaming Outside’ – So I Went to War with Her

I stood there staring at boxes of cameras like they were weapons. I grabbed two outdoor ones and a doorbell cam.

Nothing fancy. Just solid, obvious coverage.

When I got home, the boxes looked almost aggressive on the kitchen counter.

That night, Mark installed them.

Noah watched him from the porch steps. “Are we in trouble?” he asked again.

“No,” I said.

“Someone else is. These help us prove it.”

He nodded like that made sense and went back to counting screws.

The next day, the real game started.

The boys came home, inhaled snacks, and begged to go outside.

“Stay on our block,” I said. “If you go to the playground, tell me first.”

They grabbed their bikes and shot down the street.

I sat on the porch, phone open to the camera app.

Ten minutes later, I saw movement on the doorbell feed.

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