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

I reported a damaged hydrant, possible property damage, and a flooded street.

While we waited, Nick sat at the kitchen table, swinging his feet.

“Am I in trouble?” he asked.

“That depends,” I said, sitting down across from him. “Did you try to hurt him?”

He shook his head hard. “No.

I just knew he’d hit the snowman. He always hits them. He likes doing it.

He thinks it’s funny.”

“Why put it on the hydrant?” I asked.

He thought for a second. “My teacher says if someone keeps crossing your boundary, you have to make the boundary clear.”

I had to bite the inside of my cheek not to laugh.

“She meant emotional boundaries,” I said. “Not heavy, metal ones.”

He looked nervous.

“Did I do a really bad thing?”

I looked toward the window at the chaos outside. The spray. The flashing lights in the distance as the first cruiser turned onto our street.

“You did a very clever thing,” I said slowly.

“And also a risky thing. Nobody got hurt, thank God. But next time you have a big plan, I want to hear it first.

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