Snowball Fight Theater

So yesterday on the way home from school Goo & Dee-burger had a snowball fight. Nothing unusual, just a bunch of neighborhood kids walking home throwing snowballs. Happens every afternoon

So, they get home and start to tell me about it...this one got bloody. Apparently the little boy that lives two houses up the street threw a snowball and hit the little girl that lives around the corner and gave her a bloody nose. Goo is pretty good friends with this little girl, last summer she even wrote him an anonymous note to meet her at the corner if he wanted to be boyfriend & girlfriend ((how romantic!)). He ignored the note & her the rest of the summer but, they definitely have a thing for each other. little hussy!!

So, UpTheStreetKid hit IWannaBeYourGF girl and bloodied her nose. So, naturally, Goo thought that it was a free-for-all (yay hockey skills) and tackled UpTheStreetKid to the ground and knocked his glasses off while wrestling. Apparently, UpTheStreetKid is a wussyhound and cried weeweewee all the way home.
15 minutes later, who shows up at my door? You guessed it, UpTheStreetMom whoisblindasabat and her two daughters. (what? no seeing eye dog today? guess its optional when your really not blind/blind and only want the tax deduction)
 
So she starts off with 'i wondered if i could talk to you about what happened on the way home from school.'
I say sure and she tries to push her way into my house. (K-I've made the mistake before of letting her in & she is too weird and never leaves. maybe she cant find the door or something?)
I dont let her in, just stand there with the door open, smile on my face and try to look happy & engaged.
She finally begins with some hmmms & haaas .....'i know boys will be boys. do you know what happened on the way home from school?'
I say yeah, there was a snowball fight yer kid hit a girl with a snowball & bloodied her nose. My kid tackled yer kid, knocked his glasses off, i guess he felt guilty, so he got up gave him his specs, then they all headed home'
she says 'oh. i got a different story. i'm just trying to get to the bottom of it'
I smile and say 'oh wow, that's so hard. I'm sorry. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help sort it out' then tell her to have a good afternoon and close the door.

I just dont do drama.

So, last night we had cubscout pack meeting *gag* and guess who wasn't there? I should feel bad but, I really don't. She was right from the beginning, boys will be boys and if hers cant handle the ruff and tumble of my son then he needs away from him/us & my backyard.
I'm sure she has forgotten how often I pick her kid up & make sure he has what he needs for scouts/school. How often we have taken him with us to do things because her and her hubby dont do shit with their kids because she wont leave the house & he wont leave his World of WhateverCrap. I feel bad for this kid because  his I kinda think his mom & dad suck and I watch his older sisters pick on him all the time on their way too & from school. He wanders the streets looking for somewhere to hangout every night and weekend. His clothes hang off him, his glasses are balanced on the bulb of his little nose and he is usually wearing the coat/jeans that we gave him a year ago.
To be honest I was kinda impressed that she left her house to come talk to me. Maybe its the start of something new for this little guy. I can only hope for his sake that his mom & dad get a clue.