At least for these two.
I don't think it is quite that simple. I am pretty sure our neighbors despise us. I don't think this because of the note on the front door that read "please tell your kids not to throw rocks over the fence into my yard" it is because of our noise level and all around chaotic lifestyle.
Example #1: All of our windows are cracked open and Pepper is throwing a super LOUD tantrum. I have her look out the window so I could point all of the neighbors she is disturbing. Guess who was in our front yard? Tabor, watering the flowers with a gallon of milk. I should probably refer to it as milking the flowers.
and then there was the time...
Example #2: Kitt has an ear infection and has not been sleeping well. So I spent about 10 minutes (at tops) in her room trying to rock her to sleep. I decide to leave Kitt while I go check on Pepper and Tabor. I look around and can't find them in the house. I notice the door is open. I run out. They are both butt naked (they didn't even have the decency to leave thier undies on) whacking one of our good trees with a big stick.
Yes neighbors, it's true. I have no control over my children.