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I am so drained. If I don’t let this out, I’ll be pissed til Wednesday and I don’t need that shit. I will spew. Read it or not. I’m too tired to care.
This morning I was expecting three kids to get dropped off at 7am, so I was awake an hour earlier in order to dress, have a cup of coffee and maybe throw in a load of laundry. By 6:40, I had finished those things and I waited. And waited. And waited. At 7:15, the mom calls to tell me that dad slept late and was currently on his way. (I really could have used that extra hour of sleep. Just how badly, I wouldn’t know until later.)
He leaves One still in pjs, just waking up and whining for a pacifier that is lost. Three is dressed but her head full of wispy-fine hair has not been brushed and I learned a short time later that there is popsicle in there from last night. She refuses to speak again. Seven…….well, Seven has entered my house prepared to test every boundary I have in my home. It starts right away when dad drives off and she says “Hey One! Where’s your binky?” And One screams bloody murder.
“Why did you do that???” I asked her. And she opened her eyes wide, shrugged her shoulders and asked “What?” in her little-miss-innocent voice. Three is hungry and when she asks for breakfast, One, who I just settled down, begins his screaming again.
It is not even 8am.
My niece and nephew were dropped off at 8:30 and while I had hoped that things would get easier, it only got worse. Niece and Nephew were happy with tv. They had brought along video games that they were more than happy to share. They included the two babies in their play. But Seven was bored. She doesn’t know how to play those games and isn’t interested in learning. She doesn’t want to play house with the others. She is the only one who doesn’t want to watch this show on tv because “it’s stupid”.
I had the bright idea to take them to the park before it got too hot outside. After nearly half an hour of preparation, we were ready to leave. They walked together, laughing and chatting. We crossed a little bridge and were lucky enough to see tiny minnows and tadpoles. We saw water skippers. Three laughed with delight. But Seven? She couldn’t see anything. “When are we leaving? Where is the park? Why do I have to hold hands? I’m Seven and mommy said I don’t have to.”
That is where my patience drifted off down the creek. I squatted down to her eye level and in a very quiet voice I told her that if she didn’t want to have fun, then fine. I was not going to argue with her. But she was not going to spoil things for everyone else. “You will hold your sister’s hand and we are going to the park.”
So we walked on. One fell asleep in the stroller. With the park in sight, the excitement grew. Except for Seven. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her yank her sister’s hand, sending her sprawling. With that, I grabbed her arm. “YOU will hold MY hand now.” So she pouted and huffed as we went along.
We played on the swings. We climbed the monkey bars. We read the pavement memorials near the benches. Three wanted more than anything to slide down the tall, steel slide which baked in the summer sun. I told her “no” and explained why. While disappointed, it seemed that at least she understood. And then Seven opened her mouth. “Go ahead Three! Look how big it is! I’ll bet it’s fun!” That did it! I pulled her by the hand to the base of the slide. “Go!” I told her. “Slide down and show your sister how much fun it is. Go ahead. Show us” “But it’s too hot!” she whined. “Then why do you want to tell Three to do it? Stop being mean. Go sit on the bench.”
The rest of us played for only a few more minutes until they, too, wanted to leave. The happy mood had be ruined for all of us. So we trudged home, trying to decide what movie they wanted to watch after lunch.
The rest of the afternoon didn’t get much better. Seven managed to sit on One’s head while he napped on the couch. She had two sandwiches and wanted snack after snack. She was cold. She was hot. She wanted something to drink, but not the same thing everyone else was having. She refused to join the other kids in their games.
She was at my house until 4 fucking 30.
When mom came, she smiled like an angel. “Mom I missed you! Guess what we did today?!” and then the icing on the cake….”Do I have to come back here again? I was bored and Chris was mean.”
Well, fuck me!
I told mom everything I just told you. Three tattled on her sister. She had the bruised knees to prove it. Niece and Nephew wouldn’t even look at her. Mom knew the score. She knew what her kid was capable of…..
And she didn’t even blink when I charged her for four kids and not three. That damn little brat was trouble enough for me to charge even more.
I told mom. “Bring her back on Wednesday….and Friday if she still needs it. I’ll whip her into shape.” And I mean it. In 25 years, I’ve never had a kid that didn’t follow the house rules. And I intend to keep that streak. I’ll teach her to respect not only me, but the other kids as well.
And mom said “Sure. Will $$$ be enough for those three days?”
HOT DAMN! It sure will!!! Now I’m looking for the rope and a gag.
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Tug said:
on July 6, 2009 at 10:41 PMMUCH.LUCK. Is something going on at home to bug the 7 year old, or is she just spoiled and no discipline at home? Would it help to talk to her alone? Good luck to you both!!
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Philly said:
on July 7, 2009 at 7:17 AMGod bless ya for taking care of those kids. I could never do it, especially with kids who have no respect.
Good Luck
#1
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Grant said:
on July 7, 2009 at 7:52 AMIf I ever have the desire to spawn, I just look at people with their little angels and the desire goes away immediately.
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bubblewench said:
on July 7, 2009 at 8:46 AMPatience of a saint. She better be paying you well!
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Finn said:
on July 7, 2009 at 8:47 AMBless your heart. If that was me, they’d have found seven in a ditch somewhere.![:-\](http://dontwannahearit.com/smilies/yahoo_question.gif ":-\")
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delmer said:
on July 7, 2009 at 9:00 AMIt just takes one, doesn’t’ it. It’s nice that mom knows the score and is willing to pay a bit more.
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WhoStoleMyZen?! said:
on July 7, 2009 at 9:22 AMSometimes, I think there is much to be said for being infertile. I love kids but then when I read these sorta things…. and deal with my nephews when they’re having little mini-meltdowns on occasion… yeah, it’s not such a bad thing not being able to have a baby at times! lol
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Metalmom said:
on July 7, 2009 at 10:03 AMTug-There are definitely a few ‘things’ going on at home of a medical nature (and no one is sick….if you get the drift) And yes, Seven is a HALF sis to Three and One. So I’m sure you can see the issue. But I treat every kid the same. No one is more important and I try very hard not to have favorites. If I did, they’d eat me alive!!
Metalmom said:
on July 7, 2009 at 10:06 AMPhilly- Respect is a huge issue in my home. The kids have to respect the needs of each other whether it is a nap or an illness. And me? You’d better respect mah authoritay!!
Metalmom said:
on July 7, 2009 at 10:34 AMGrant-If you come over, I have tools that I could use to take away the possiblility of any accidental spawn….if you wanted… and I wouldn’t charge.
Metalmom said:
on July 7, 2009 at 10:41 AMbubblewench-Not the patience of a saint. (You have met me, right?LOL) It’s more like the patience of a cobra….I will strike….but I’ll wait until it’s perfect….
Metalmom said:
on July 7, 2009 at 10:55 AMFinn-I was thisclose to having that happen! Seriously!!
Metalmom said:
on July 7, 2009 at 10:59 AMdelmer-Just one is right. She managed to drag everyone down by the time she left.
and mom is definitely paying!!
Metalmom said:
on July 7, 2009 at 11:03 AMJill-It’s not always this bad. But the best part of it all is giving them back when they are whiny, or sick.
Tug said:
on July 7, 2009 at 11:45 AMYeah, I get treating them all the same & didn’t mean to imply at ALL that you’re not handling it well…just wondering if 7 is acting out a little due to things at home that she may feel more comfortable sharing one to one. I know that my older grandson doesn’t get the attention the younger one does; he’s ‘older, & can handle himself better’.
Does that make sense? (I give him lotsa extra love)
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Lynda said:
on July 7, 2009 at 12:13 PMI’m glad it’s you and not me.
You show her, Chris!
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Coal Miner's Granddaughter said:
on July 7, 2009 at 12:48 PMWow. If any of my kids did that to me? Or a family member? Or a babysitter? Bad, bad, bad scene. Like “Wow. You like Little Bear? Too bad. He’s dead. You like playing with these toys? Wow. Too bad. I’ve given them all away.” kind of bad.
I’m glad you survived.
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teri said:
on July 7, 2009 at 2:04 PMI SO enjoy when the parents pay someone to abuse their kids because they deserve it.
I hope boot camp whips her sweet, little ass.
Don’t forget the bottle of booze, for after.
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Metalmom said:
on July 7, 2009 at 2:13 PMTug- I just meant that I don’t want to expect more from her or expect the other kids to allow her behavior to be the norm. It’s more about the others in that respect. But she is a tough one and if the opportunity arises, I’ll try to have some one-on-one time.
Metalmom said:
on July 7, 2009 at 2:23 PMLynda-It takes a special person to do this and I’m not really special. (just short-bus)
Metalmom said:
on July 7, 2009 at 2:43 PMCMG-I just got the awesome news that she is indeed coming tomorrow. I have a spot cleared out so that she can have a time out if needed. It’s close enough to see what she’s missing but too far to join in. This has worked for sooo many kids in the past. And to make things fair, we will take requests for fun, put them in a hat and draw. That way she can’t bitch if it’s not her turn.
Lynda said:
on July 7, 2009 at 2:53 PMDon’t sell yourself short. You are pretty special, for a big meanie.
<3
Seriously though, you rock. And hey, it sounds like the price is right!
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Metalmom said:
on July 7, 2009 at 2:59 PMTeri-I think I was more worn out because I was caught off guard. I knew she was a handful, just not how much of a handful. And after I got tired (from lack of sleep) it only got more frustrating than anything. but now I’m make more than double so I can tolerate that for a an extra hour or two.
I can now afford TWO extra bottles if I want!!
Metalmom said:
on July 7, 2009 at 3:06 PMLynda-She told her aunt “Chris was mean” and the aunt said “Excuse me? What did you say?” And then she said exactly those words “She’s a big meanie!!”
And yes. 
phinz said:
on July 7, 2009 at 4:19 PMI too am of the “I don’t want kids” sector. For these vary reasons–and I would NOT react as gracefully and as even-tempered as you did. THAT’S the main reason I don’t want kids of my own–I have neither the patience nor the temperament for them. Why should a kid suffer for my short-comings just for being a kid?
AHNY-ways, Lynda is correct–don’t sell yourself short. You are exactly what those kids need to get along in the world. Good for you!
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Nobody™ said:
on July 8, 2009 at 8:59 PMThis is why I’m never having kids.
Oh, shit!
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HoosierGirl said:
on July 9, 2009 at 8:05 AMYou go, girl! You can handle any mean little seven year old! I’ll bet her mom was grateful that someone was willing to jerk a knot in her little whiner’s tail!
I’m proud of you!
Hang in there….you’ll come out on top!
J.
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Metalmom said:
on July 9, 2009 at 12:13 PMphinz-Oh I can’t tell you how many times I just want to smack a smart mouth or spank a bratty bottom. Thank God I’ve never been pushed quite that far!! I have been known to lose my hold on my tongue and use inappropriate language but the kids have gotten to know that when I say those words, it means that they have pushed too far and they will be sorry very shortly!!!
Metalmom said:
on July 9, 2009 at 12:16 PMNobody- Tsk Tsk Tsk!! But your tykes are so very cute and angelic and I’m sure they would NEVER give you a moment of aggravation!!
Metalmom said:
on July 9, 2009 at 12:18 PMHoosierGirl-For the most part, all of the parent are relieved that someone other than themselves is not taking the kids’ crap and letting them get away with it. The way I see it, school will be back in session soon and the kids will be gone.