Can suck. Suck utter balls.
We live on the first floor. The landlady lives above on the second floor.
Around December last year, after significant unpleasantness, new neighbours moved in downstairs on the ground floor.
I took down soup and apologised in advance as I have two children, one of whom is around full time.
Everything seemed fine.
While we were away, one of said neighbours complained to the landlady that:
The children run around so much it shakes the light fittings.
Now I admit, my children can be… boisterous… but no more so than any other 3 and 7 year old pair of siblings.
In fact, #1 Son, when left to his own devices, is perfectly happy snuggled in his room with his tablet.
So I was mortified. Since I thought we had dealt with this issue last year.
Apparently there were issues with doors slamming. We put large rubber bands over the relevant door handles and the problems went away
However, more information has just come to light. The landlady and her partner came to do some light maintenance (with about four hours notice this time 🙄) and the topic came up.
Side note: if you’ve never had kids do not try and discipline someone else’s thank you very much. Yes the landlady attempted to talk to TT and #1 Son about the excessive noise and, rather unsurprisingly, was ignored.
However, as it turns out, downstairs have set up a Meditation Room and have placed it under my kid’s bedrooms.
I’m more than willing to work with my neighbours, but that? That is taking the piss.
Fortunately, the landlady’s partner has grandchildren. He understands kids. She is child free, and kind of seems to view children as little aliens/a different species. Which is fair, but I am not hobbling my kids. They are entitled to live in their homes.
And though I would never put it like this – we were here first. They saw us all leaving the house en masse on the day they viewed the property. So they knowingly rented an apartment where they knew there were kids living upstairs.
So, there have been discussions of what can be done. The landlady and partner have suggested they will buy large Ikea rugs for the relevant rooms.
I’m not footing the bill for it. Rugs are a bastard to keep clean.
And I have suggested (and will follow through with) buying slippers for the kids. I have no problem with that.
But I have stated, on record, that while I will happily have “no running in the house” as a rule (indeed have been trying to institute that since we moved in) I am not stopping my kids from playing in the place where they live.
TT is in bed before 7pm, #1 Son before 8pm. That is not unreasonable. I am not putting their lives on hold for a Meditation Room.
I will not be shitty about it, we all need to live together, but I have my limits. I know my kids well, including their flaws, and they are not as bad as is being made out.
Mama Dinosaur mode has been engaged.