My Son Kept Building a Snowman, and My Neighbor Kept Running It Over with His Car – So My Child Taught the Grown Man a Lesson He’ll Never Forget

He blinked.

“What?”

“The hydrant is on our property line,” I said. “You can only hit it if you’re off the street and on our grass. I’ve asked you multiple times not to do that.”

He opened his mouth, closed it, then pointed again.

I nodded.

“On our lawn. Where he plays. Where he’s allowed to be.

You chose to drive through it. Again.”

“You set me up!” he yelled. “You and your kid—”

I cut him off.

“You’re going to have to pay a fine for damaging city property. And probably for flooding the street. And you’ll need to pay to fix our lawn, because this is all going to freeze and turn into an ice rink.”

His face went from red to purple.

“Nick,” I called over my shoulder, still watching him, “how many times have you seen Mr.

Streeter run over your snowmen?”

Nick’s voice was steady. “At least five. Probably more.

He looked right at them. Every time.”

Mr. Streeter stared at us, breathing hard.

Then he spun around and stomped back to his car.

I closed the door, my hands shaking, and grabbed my phone.

I called the non-emergency police line and then the city water department.

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