Myself, OH and our DC’s live on an ex farm (now just 2 barn conversions) OH’s ‘D’B and his OH live in the other barn conversion (inhereited from MIL).
We have a little bit of garden in front of our house and the DC’s have a slide, see saw and a small sandpit. BIL and his OH can only access their house via our garden and as a result, act as though they own it.
As far as we’re concerned, they the kings of the castle and we’re peasants. They’re incredibly stuck up, rude and obnoxious. BIL’s OH has openly admitted to hating children and I’m beginning to think that ours are no exception.
With the weather finally improving the DC’s wanted to play outside on their toys so I let them out and watched them from the kitchen window. 5 minutes later DD 2 comes in crying, she’s fallen over in dog shit. We had ‘talks’ over their dogs shitting in our garden a couple of years ago which seemed to resolve things (after a major tantrum off his GF) I cleaned DD up and walked round the garden and there a particular place that I hadn’t noticed with absolutely loads of the stuff.
Anyway, we were coming out of the house earlier and BIL walked past, DD shouts at him ‘ you need to pick your dog poo up.’ And he retaliated by saying ‘and you need to pick your sweet wrappers up that are outside your door.’ I’ve looked and looked and funnily enough can’t see any sweet wrappers. Reminded BIL that dog faeces can cause blindness and in relation to that, the (very) odd sweetie wrapper kind of pales into comparison. He kindly told me to fuck off.
We manage to avoid each other pretty well most of the time but every now and again something like this will read it’s head. Instead of taking it on the chin and doing something about it, they get defensive and it’s al tit for tat.
AIBU?