Duplex - Trouble with the Neighbor

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I am in favor of a driver's license for parents who want to have children.

Hello tumaa

see, here comes something where we both really agree.
Unfortunately, I have come across too many pregnant women who told me that the doctor said they should definitely not quit smoking during pregnancy so the baby in the womb wouldn't go through withdrawal symptoms (true, experienced it myself) or that a glass of wine does no harm. From my circle of acquaintances, twins, severely disabled. The hospital was (unsuccessfully) sued. Both have typical disabilities caused by nicotine during pregnancy. The mother never smoked, the father is a chain smoker and naturally smoked in the apartment. And so on, and so forth.
Most mothers (thank God) deal with their children responsibly. Unfortunately, too many (who doesn't know them, the mother smoking in the car?) complain about child haters but ruin their children's health.

Steven

My parents have neighbors with children on both the left and right sides. On the left, children play in the garden. You can hear the play equipment, laughter, talking, calling out, splashing water. But when the kids SCREAM, the parents give a warning. Because there are people in the world you can/should be considerate of. On the right, children also play. And they SCREAM more often, as if Germany had won a world championship. There is no intervention, never. The parents are not jerks. They are actually quite nice, even feeling nicer than those on the left. Still, they firmly hold the position that children MUST BE ALLOWED to do such things in order to develop in a "species-appropriate" way. The kids on the left look at you, say "please" and "thank you," and greet you. With those on the right, such behavior is a hit-or-miss depending on the day. Some have apparently realized that there are other people besides themselves, whom one can acknowledge, signal this acknowledgment to, and that this is beneficial. Those on the right have not—and because of that, they are actually less social than the others. Despite the "species-appropriate" attitude with the right to scream. My parents say about this: "If those on the left were just as inconsiderate as those on the right, we would move away from here." I can detect a certain inconsiderateness from a few comments in this thread. Having children does not entitle one to reduce the minimum level of consideration. But anyone who has experienced as a neighbor that this can indeed happen may well develop a flight reflex. So what? I read here something like: One MUST first give them a chance. A chance for what exactly? And why must one do that? One doesn't take anything away from a family by moving away from their neighborhood. Disclaimer: I have no children of my own, but I have worked quite intensively for 15 years in the care and training of children and adolescents from 6 years old. And in doing so, I have met tons of parents. I did it because I like children. Still, apart from about a quarter of them, I would never want to live there! And we're not talking about "jerks" in the sense of the Flodders.

When exactly did the thread take a turn towards education/tolerance and intolerance of children/medical aspects? I could write pages about that as a mother of three children and many children in the neighborhood who came and went at our place. There are all kinds.

It had started with the question about the soundproofing of the new floor slab. And the OP's question was "is this correct, do we need to do more?" And how do we actually deal with the disproportionate behavior of the immediate neighbor. That’s how I understood her inquiry.
You can really draw many conclusions about the neighbor's behavior. Are all his objections justified or perhaps exaggerated or going in the wrong direction, what did the neighbor actually want with the described and absolutely intolerable, more than unfriendly reaction?

And we're not talking about "Asis" in the sense of the Flodders here.

I have a 7-member family above me in the store – I always call them the Flodders. All pretty much out of shape, brightly colorful clothing, the woman at home, the man delivers newspapers sporadically. Total cliché. But although the noisy bunch is of course loud and very present, I have to pay my respects to the parents. The kids might not be perfect at greeting, but when the parents whistle, they come running obediently. No pointless arguing or bickering, hardly any injuries or crying. Actually, they are always cheerful.
So yes, they are probably poor and education isn't really their strong suit, but they are not annoying – I actually look forward to seeing the colorful gang. The parents always right in the middle – controlling the chaos with a light rein – better than some spoiled only sons.

Hello I wanted to speak up. We discussed this topic more than just a little at home yesterday. But more on that later. My husband rang the neighbor’s doorbell right away when we arrived at the construction site yesterday. And kindly asked if he had a moment. He did. My husband then confidently explained to him that he should not shout at us or the people working here. If he has concerns about the soundproofing, he should communicate with us or the site manager. If there are problems with anything, it is our shared problem. He was not aggressive at all and willing to talk. Then we looked at everything together. Our floor slab is below his ceiling slab (he has a basement). Above it, soundproofing is created with mineral wool (4cm). We offered to hire an external “soundproofing person” (I don’t know the exact term for this profession) to take a close look at the problem. The costs could be shared. That is exactly what he does not want. He should consider how we now deal with the whole issue. The site manager is coming tomorrow. I am curious to see how it will proceed now. In the meantime, our children played with his Bull Terrier.

Great how it went yesterday. Maybe he just had a bad day.