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

Sometimes he cried. Sometimes he just stared out the window with his jaw clenched.

“Maybe build them closer to the house?” I suggested once.

He shook his head. “That’s my spot.

He’s the one doing the wrong thing.”

My son wasn’t wrong.

I tried again with Mr. Streeter a week later. He’d just pulled in, the sky already dark.

“Hey,” I called, walking over.

“You drove over his snowman again.”

“It’s dark,” he said without missing a beat. “I don’t see them.”

“That doesn’t change the fact that you’re driving on my lawn,” I said. “You’re not supposed to do that at all.

Snowman or no snowman.”

He folded his arms. “You going to call the cops over a snowman?”

“I’m asking you to respect our property,” I said. “And my kid.”

He smirked.

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