Monday, May 7, 2012

My kids and sleep

So I’m putting my kids to bed tonight, they are going to bed early because they were just tired and cranky today.  Samantha cried at the table because we called her drama queen, which we call her all the time without the extra drama.  She took an hour to eat because she thought it was too spicy.  I hate spicy, believe me, I would have noticed.  Plus Cheri said they were both especially slow and cranky this morning getting ready for school.

Doesn’t surprise me that they were tired, we had a busy weekend as you know.  But on top of that stuff, you have to remember they stayed at their mom’s on Saturday night.  And even though I have asked her not to let them stay up too late, she always lets them.  But as I’m putting them to bed tonight, Samantha was questioning why she had to go to bed at the same time as Trevor.  She normally goes an hour later.  So I told her that she’s tired and cranky and needs more sleep.  She then proceeded to tell me that when they were at their mom’s, she woke them up at 1am because the cat had gotten outside and they needed to help look for it.

Are you freaking kidding me?  She WOKE THEM UP to look for a DAMN CAT!  This woman says she loves her damn pets, but she takes little care of them.  Keeps them for a few months and then gets rid of them.  Then starts all over.  My kids have probably had 30 pets in the last year and a half at her house.  I believe that the current count of pets is a dog and 2 cats.  So I guess she loves them about as much as her kids, because when the kids get old enough to know better, she’ll be gradually pushing them away as well.  I just hope she hasn’t screwed them up so much that they can’t recover.


  1. Just keep things strong and sane on your side and when they get older they'll see it. Must be hard though having to deal with that. She sounds a bit unstable. Never easy dealing with the irrational. How old are your kids? I am not quite relating to waking them up to help look for a cat!

    1. That's what I keep telling myself. My brother is going through the same thing and his kids are starting to see the difference in who the whack-job is and who is the parent who cares. I'm holding out for that time when my kids figure it out.

      My kids are 9 and 7 and I have custody so thank God they are only over at her place on the weekends.