Trouble in Riverside

A neighbor I'm unfamiliar with came over. He started the conversation with "I hate to be the grumpy neighbor, but.." He was nice and we joked about the troubles with kids. Then I had to go find mine to follow up on the news he gave me. My mood was not improved by the fact that they were not where they were supposed to be. Nor were they at any of their friends house. The forbidden clubhouse and playground turned up empty as well. The other mother involved in the caper was having no more luck. Eventually I drove to where I KNEW they had more sense to be and there, of course, they where. Nothing like getting caught doing something wrong when you are already in trouble.
Now we have the peaceful sounds of children writing lengthy sentences for hours on end.