All was well until about 1:00 yesterday, the eyes, they glowed red a time or two, but nothing too serious. Yesterday she decided she wanted the little girl from across the street to come play. She is like 5 and she is used to being watched all the time, she is also afraid of our dogs. I was cleaning and washing and couldn’t sit out all the time and I told her not today. She went into full demon spawn mode and went on a rampage, I ruined everything! She would wait for her dad to get home and he would let “M” come and play. She stormed out of the house and went to pappaw’s to sit with someone besides the queen bitch! She was missing for 2 hours. I knew where she was, I didn’t go out looking for her, I didn’t call for her, I didn’t do anything.
Was this a award winning moment I should include in my Mother of the Year clips? Yeah, I thought so.
When she came home, I was taking a break from my cleaning to rest, the way I have always did. I get up drink a cup of coffee, check my email, write my post, edit my post, publish my post and if time allows I will read a blog or two. Then clean some and when I start hurting or getting tired I take a break and read a blog or two or three or more, when I feel better, I get back to work. This has worked for me for quite some time. Little Miss ratted me out to her father! I wasn’t cleaning, I was blogging. I am handed the phone. I am told, yes told, I need to quit blogging and accomplish something. Little Miss wanted to play the Sims and I was on the computer when I should be doing the cleaning and washing. OH. HELL.NO!!!! I told him I was just taking a break and had only read ONE blog, I was not, in fact, blogging, I was reading. Writing, reading, it was all blogging according to my husband. I decided, rather childishly, I admit, if I couldn’t be on the computer, neither could she!
Childish? Yes, but I was pissed. She had turned off the TV earlier, because as she put it, I wasn’t watching it if I was cleaning. She didn’t want to watch what was on and I told her she had a TV in her room and she could watch whatever she wanted to in there. I was listening to the New Detectives. I went to clean the bathroom and came back to the TV off. I left it off, I needed to clean but….. Now she was ratting on me and he was taking her side! I told him I was still the adult in the house. She was a child and she wasn’t going to rule the house. She didn’t have to get her every whim fulfilled! He hung up on me. The computer went off. I had won the battle, but not for long.
I told her she had to ask to get on the computer. I left a loophole and didn’t realize it. She called her daddy, of course he didn’t care if she got on the computer. When I found her on it, she flashed a smile that said it all………. She is, in fact, the most rotten child in the world.
Hubby came home and she asked if she could have “M” come over, of course he said he didn’t care, why would he, it’s not like he would deal with them. Turns out, “M” couldn’t come over but Little Miss could go over there. Hubby looked to me for an answer, I told him, she was all his! She didn’t mind me anyway and if he was home, she would just go to him for the answer she wanted, so why waste my energy. I don’t think he likes that so much.
Red and the ass came over just as hubby laid the 3rd block on the slab. I told him he was crazy to think he could do it and not have somebody show up. I mean BJ and Bug were walking, so surely BJ would come up and decide to help. But no, it was the ass. AH HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! Teach him not to listen to me! Of course not another block was laid. The little hellion was with them and he refused to go home, he stayed at mammaw’s and so Little Miss took it on herself to decide she was staying too. Needless to say they have been in and out over here since this morning.
So I had hoped today would be a bit better, Red and the ass are coming to clean the pool. If they would cover the damn thing, they wouldn’t have to go through this every year! I did it and never had to drain the pool and clean for days on end to get the algae out. Not them though, every year, they have to clean it and refill it. I hope they aren’t expecting me to do it. If they are, they have another thing coming! I’ll be damned if I will do it. I don’t get in it and I did my years. I got in the thing when I was 7 months pregnant and swelled like a pissed off blow fish and cleaned it for 5 days all by my damn lonesome! Red couldn’t even vacuum the thing when she was pregnant. I did my time, no more. I can’t get in the thing without MIL climbing her ass in. And once she comes in, there is to be no splashing or horseplay. So I just don’t get in. We want to move it, it was OURS in the beginning, but that is a whole different post.
This morning I caught Little Miss and the hellion climbing over the dog fence to get in with the coon dogs. I yelled and told them to get out the way they came in. That way the dogs stayed in the pen. Hellion wasn’t over the fence yet and Little Miss was standing on the dog house. So what do they do? Hellion climbs on over and they get the dogs out of the dog house and I yell to NOT let the dogs out, DON”T open the gate! I was heading that way, still in my gown, to get the dogs back and let the kids out. So what do they do?
Little Miss opens the gate and holds it open for the hellion to get out out. Who gets out? Nana! Little Miss closes the gate, she reopens it to let the hellion out. Who comes out right behind him? Molly! So two coon dogs running loose in the yard, neither want to listen to me! I start back to the house to put on my clothes and MIL traps Nana in her building. Molly headed around to MIL’s front yard. Both have had their collars taken off, Nana because she is old and it was bothering her and Molly because the collar was loose and it rubbed a raw spot on her neck. So I have to gather up collars, I couldn’t find a leash. Hellion had grabbed Molly and I got her. I put her collar on and she decides it would be so much fun to hang her head down and dig her feet in and be a huge pain in my ass! So here I go across the yard, bent over and dragging a damn dog! Talk about good on a back! I got all of 5 feet from the gate and she decides to take off running and dragging me the last few feet! Bitch!!!! I got her in, took off the collar and went to get Nana. Angel that she is, decides that she will hold her head up for me, but run! She may be old but she can still move! She wasn’t exactly heading straight back to the pen considering she is half blind. So I had to keep up and guide her where I wanted her to go. So I am now in such freaking pain, I can hardly breath!!!! I love kids!
I managed to yell at Little Miss and let the hellion know I saw him go on in even with me telling him to not do it. He could care less. Little Miss called her daddy, she told him what she had done, I am sure somehow it sounded better coming from her not me. I have told her 198 times to quit climbing the fence and getting in with those dogs. If she must get in, she needs to go through the gate, but only after blocking their exit route! But does she listen? Why, Hell No.
When the demon spawn comes back she shows up with all her glory! I have had it! She comes up with her punishment for letting the dogs out, what does she think would be a good punishment? To stay out of the pool all summer. It would be a great punishment if she would do it, but we went through her being banned for a couple of weeks last year. It went a little something like this…..
Little Miss would let the hellions and mammaw get in the pool, she would go and sit next to the pool. They would tell her to get in, she would come ask me, I would tell her NO. She would go back and tell them I said no. Then she would sit and pout. Mammaw would call and tell me to let Little Miss in the pool, I would say no. She would tell the hellions, they had to get out because I wouldn’t let Little Miss get in and it wasn’t fair for them to be in it. If I made Little Miss stay in the house when I saw them getting in, one of the hellions would come to get her and again they couldn’t get in because I wouldn’t let Little Miss. We went several rounds with this one, I was determined to stand my ground and the rest of the clan was determined to make me look like a bitch.
After 3 days, of constant battle with MIL, hubby, Little Miss, the hellions, Red and the SIL I like, I left for about 5 minutes to run down to the store. I came back to Little Miss in the pool, I told her she was in trouble and couldn’t be in the pool and to get out. Well, you would have thought I had ripped somebody’s head off. It was an all out scream fest that involved all of the above except my hubby. Let me tell you I was Satan on earth! The pool was for the kids enjoyment and how could I take away the ONLY form of entertainment Little Miss had! I told them she was being punished! I was told it wasn’t just punishment for her it was punishment for all of them. I told them, I was only keeping Little Miss out, they were keeping everybody else out! Well, they couldn’t enjoy it if Little Miss was so miserable, so I was keeping everybody out. I told them I could care less if Little Miss was miserable about not getting in the pool for a couple of weeks. That was why they called it punishment! Maybe the next time she would think twice before she did something to get punished for! Round about this time, Hubby pulled up and got out to find out what all the commotion was. He sided with them!!! She was already in and there was no reason why she shouldn’t stay in. I picked my jaw up off the ground, told them all to go to hell and they could be responsible for her and went to the house. Hubby tried to suck up but I told him, he was wrong. Right, wrong or indifferent, he should have backed ME! She had done wrong and she was being punished and by letting her stay in, she was learning that all she had to do was get somebody behind her and she could beat mom!
So see, banning her from the pool is not an option. I think I am just going to hand her over to her dad. Let him be completely responsible for her, 24 hours a day, 7 days a week! The Boy always leaves his work phone at home and she has a way to contact him when he is at work, so…….. It would be way easier on my nerves! And let mammaw tend to her every whim. Yes, way easier on me! I feel better. They can let her become a wild child and when they want to lay blame somewhere. I can tell them not to lay it at my feet! She is a wild child already, so let them take her on. Yeah, I feel better. I guess I should go and try to get some relief for my back and legs. Percocet, here I come. So until next time…………
HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!
