FAKING IT

I just got a call from, my step-son's Mother. Appearently, son # 3. is not wanting to go to school again this week. She said that, "he's still trying to milk it." Something about, another upset stomache. She thought that if, my Husband talked to him that; it would convince him to go to school. Actually, she said, "I thought that if, he talked to The Dad." The Dad... what the hell? I hate it when she refers to my husband like, he's an object. Excuse me honey, but where are your balls? Aren't you supposed to be the parent here? This is the kind of crap that infuriates me. It's like, all of those poor excuses for parents on that show, The Nanny.

Get a grip people, regain some control for God's sake! For example, I have a friend who has a son that is only 14 months old. Who I have personally witnessed her descipline him. This is the way it should be. Instill in them that, you are not going to put up with misbehavior while they are still little. Meaning, young enough to know that, you aren't kidding. Here's my opinion, I think that my step-son needs thereapy. I've always said so, as a matter of fact. Never-the-less, no one wants to hear that from me, they never have.

That household is, the picture of dysfunction. You have a divorced mother of two, who remarrys and then has two more children. What part of that isn't screwed up? Four children in, a blended houshold. No to mention that, the Mother and Step-Father are worthless. I could go on for days about that, but I won't. There isn't enought Blog space to behold. I suppose that, I'll call my Husband in a few minutes to, see how he handeled that. Have a good day ya'll.