So Far Behind...

• The boys always play on my computer. They always break my head phones. It annoys me but I can live with it and I replace them about once a year when no sound comes out of them at all.  No big deal right?  Well they broke the monitor this time. :(
• My computer is about the only thing I splurge for on myself. I will not use just any cheap monitor. I want a big nice one that gets a good picture.  I am still waiting to replace it.
• Lots of stuff has been happening.
• School started.
• My 8 th graders get an iPad this year. So far it is only being used for games. Yeah for wasting my money and my tax dollars. 
• I put school clothes and supplies shopping off until last minute. So I ordered most of the little ones stuff on line. They didn't seem to mind much.  The big one spent a whole day shopping and still wanted more.
• The 8 year old in the house didn't want me to walk him into school on the first day :(
• He even started a new school. I had to give him directions on how to get to the lunch room but he still wasn't having any part of me coming into the school.
• He also told my littlest one that if he kept letting me walk him in everyone would think he was a baby and make fun of him and beat him up. 
• Yeah I didn't get to walk him in either.  I might have cried a little bit when I got home.
• My sister in law and her family were in town this weekend. I love love love those babies.  Her 4 year old still amazes me with how smart he is.  He reads everything.  And plays games like no other.  We played Sorry and he read the instructions on the cards ( because you move backwards on some and can switch places and split the move between two pieces) and remembered them each time they came up. 
• The little girl cracks me up because she has no use for names. Everyone one is that man, that girl, that boy or friends.
• The baby. Well he is just all smiles and he is sooo darn sweet.  I thought for sure it would take him time to warm up to me but nope. He came right over and gave me a hug and kiss.
• He still breast feeds. I was shocked. And I think I did a good job of hiding it when I asked about it.  Maybe? 
• One of my kiddos lost his phone while in walmart last Tuesday.  He thinks it feel out of is pocket when he fell.  Sigh...it might be somewhere else we are still looking for it and will have to replace it if it doesn't turn up not too bad he can work one day next weekend and get enough to replace it with a refurbished one.
• Then on Thursday at the school the other 8th grader had his phone stolen.  Yep the iPhone he paid for with his own money was left on the locker room bench while he went to the bathroom and was gone when he got back.  No way is he going to be able to replace this and I am not either no matter what the hubby says about it. 
• I don't see it the same as the hubby does.  He says it was all of his money and it got stolen not his fault. I look at it as if the other 8th grader took his kindle to school (which he paid for with his own money) would he want to replace it if it got stolen? No he would be pissed and tell him he shouldn't have had it at school.

This should have gotten its own post but oh well...

• I am pissed off at my sons father. We usually get along pretty well. He just goes along with whatever I want most of the time.
• Well this my son knew we were expecting him home on Sunday. We had already talked about it. Well my ex never said anything or asked about keeping him the extra day.  Well when he didn't show up around 2 or 3 like always I started calling trying to find out when he would be home. We had family in that wanted to see him.
• I called and text and finally called the ex's wife and got an answer around 7:30.  I was pissed. They were still at six flags. She was nice and all but I was already mad so when she asked if he could stay till the next day the answer was no he needed to come home.  It didn't help that my hubby was int he back ground yapping about him being home right now.
• We the ex got on the phone and said he thought he had him the extra day and didn't know why I what the big deal was I told him he never asked to keep him and his response was I didn't know I had to and didn't know he needed to be home Sunday.
• Lair, lair, lair. I know he knew because the kiddo had told him and that had talked about it with someone they had gone to six flags with. 
• He brought him home but evidently he gave the kid an ear full the whole way. 
•  He told him he didn't know why it mattered about my in laws they weren't even his blood.
• He also (along with his wife, who I have always liked and am finding it very had not to get up set with) told him that he only comes when they are doing fun stuff.
• And my favorite of his rantings.. you might as well not even come anymore.
• First off, when did blood make family? and if it were his wife's family he wouldn't be saying that.
• Second, what kid would want to have fun?  Why would anyone want to go somewhere to sit and be bored?  No one said something fun had to cost money just do something with the kid.  This comment pissed me off really bad because it's just not true.  He goes almost every single time it is his dad's weekend. Whether  they are doing something or not.  The only time he doesn't go is when we have something big planned that he wants to do.
• That last comment from his dad though put me over the edge and I had to make a phone call that didn't go so well.  Who the hell would tell their own son they might as well not come see them any more?  I don't get it.
• In that phone call the ex pretty much told me he didn't care what I thought and didn't care that he was making my son feel like shit even though he didn't do anything wrong.  It pisses me off and I feel like this is far from over.
• And I cant help but hope that next time its his dad's weekend that he wont want to go.  Me being the smart ass that I am also have a few nice snide remarks I could share with him. I wont because I don't want him to get into trouble the next time he goes over there and I would never let him speak to any adult that way even if I think that adult is being an ass.