The Kids Are Here!

Posted: December 27, 2010 in Misc

The kids got in last night at 9:30 and we finally got home from the airport at about midnight. After they opened their Christmas presents I made pancakes. I must really love those kids if I’m making pancakes at 1:00 in the morning. They said they hadn’t really eaten all day and I sure as hell wasn’t sending them to bed without feeding them.

So by the time we got done with gifts and food and visiting and getting everyone tucked in, I went to bed at about 4:00 in the morning. If I could sell the bags under my eyes at Louis Vuitton I’d make some serious money.

So halfway through making pancakes I realize we’re out of butter so I grab my step-daughter and we run to Walgreens to buy butter. On the way she tells me how happy she is to be here. How hard it was on her to have her mother out drinking at least twice a week at the bars and how unfair it was that the last night she was supposed to be spending with her cousin/best friend her mother left her home babysitting till three in the morning while she went out drinking. I wanted to cry.

My step-son needs a hair cut and a new retainer (and he needs to see a real orthodontist because it is apparent he’s been seeing a shitty one). I will get that taken care of before he starts school. I also got to hear in the car on the way home from the airport about how his mother took her youngest son and her friend and her friend’s son to the Yo Gaba Gaba show (I think that’s what it’s called) and how my step-son wanted to go but how his mother didn’t have enough tickets for him. I told him not to worry about it. We’ll take him to plenty of plays in Chicago.

I’m relieved that the kids are here and they are relieved to be here. I hope their healing can begin now.

I want to say, I never say anything bad about the kids’ mother in front of them. That’s part of the reason for this blog. I can vent all I want to the world and the kids don’t have to hear it so it won’t affect them. I do not believe in bashing a child’s parents in front of them, no matter how shitty that parent may be. I’ll say it to the mother’s face when I have the opportunity. I will not do it in front of the children.

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