My Son’s Snowman and a Neighbor’s Actions Led to an Unexpected Lesson

In the chaos that followed, it became obvious what had happened: once again, he had driven off the road and onto our lawn. No one was hurt, but the consequences were real.

City crews arrived, reports were made, and the responsibility was clear. From that day on, the neighbor never crossed onto our grass again.

My son kept building snowmen for the rest of the winter.

Some melted, some leaned, some fell to the wind—but none were crushed by tires. And every time I looked at that corner of the yard, I was reminded that even gentle lessons, when thoughtfully placed, can make boundaries unmistakably clear.