ok, since i can't talk about this on my real blog i'm venting here...my hubbin's older brother reads mydarlingcurse.com and has had the nerve to tell my hubbin to tell me that i'm being too harsh on his family. to which i declare "shenanigans". have the balls to tell me yourself. secondly, tough shit. it's a blog - it's what they are for.
anyhoot...
this past weekend we went to a family reunion on hubbin's side. it was his Dad's dad's family - so great aunts and uncles and their kids, and their kids' kids, etc. and really there is no need for that. what eighty year old are you going to connect with once a year? how much pasta salad can one family bring? it's not worth it to me. however, this year many of hubbin's out of town family, direct aunts and cousins and shit were coming into town for it, so we went. and many of hubbin's cousins on that side have had kids in the last year, so we thought that it was going to be fun for our kids too.
but here's the thing, the one cousin our daughter, aka the boo, wants to play with is a bad influence. AND it's hubbin's sister's kid, my sister-in-law (aka the SIL),, the boo's cousin, zeno. now, it's not zeno's fault that he is not parented well. that's not his fault at all. but when i see the SIL talking to some random cousin and not even pause while she watches, literally, watches her toddler take off and watches while her mom (yep, you guessed in the MIL) wrangle the little dude in, that's just not fair. the MIL has been the main care-giver for this one anyway, but still don't treat your Mom like a nanny.
there was no telling "No!" when little zeno put his grubby little fingers in the pasta salad since he just reaches up on tables. there was no "thank you" when hubbin took zeno to the park with boo and kept and eye on him. she would never offer to do that for boo, her time is too important. and it bothered me that everytime zeno took off, boo had half a mind to chase after him, and one time she did and it caused me panic. i hate when i can't see or hear her. and we were at some park up north, a place i had never been too before. and there are random cousins that i don't know. there was a lake down the hill and cars everywhere. not that i'm paranoid, but i want my daughter to be safe and she's too little to know how to do that for herself, so that's my job as a parent. it will always be my job, but that's what i signed on for. and to see bad parenting so close to home, it's so bothersome!
obviously, i have a big problem with the SIL. it's been going on for about a year and it really bothers me when people willingly play the victim then bitch about how it didn't work out the way they thought. and then to have other sibs say "oh, she's overwhelmed, she needs a break!" i call bullshit. she has goddamn live-in help! need a break from what? not parenting? the MIL has been taking care of zeno from day one! i've seen the kid bypass his own parents to get to grandma and actions speak louder than words. kids can smell a phony.
ok, i'm done.
for now.
