Frustrations

This weekend, the girls came over on Saturday. The last time Kyle picked them up, his ex informed him that she wanted to bring them over next time, because she wanted "to see the environment (he) has them in". At face value - understandable. If you know her though, not so much. Whatever.

So Saturday, he calls her around 12:30, asks what time she's bringing them. She says when they are finished with their nap, as they were down at the moment. OK, that's cool. Two hours later, I'm sitting in the office having lunch, still in my pjs, when she calls again. She's asking where we are, he tells her the name of the apartment complex, and the apartment number. Then she asks how to work the box at the gate - because she was sitting at it RIGHT THEN. No call to say they were on the way, just BOOM there she was.

I stayed in the office, because I hadn't had a moment to get dressed or shower or clean up myself in any way. I knew what this was about - she wanted to get a look at me. Hey, I'm fine with that. I'm around her kids, I can understand that. Well, she didn't get it Saturday. And according to Kyle, she seemed to be in an awful hurry. Instead of stepping in, looking around, checking out our "environment", when Kyle opened the door to them, she was like Gotta go! and just took off. Umm ok.

So I come into the living room a couple of minutes later, because the girls were asking for me (AWWW), and Kyle whispers to me that the ex didn't bring the girls' clothes. I said "what do you mean?" She had "forgotten" their bag in the other car, so she said. So now, we had no change of clothes if they got dirty, we had no sleeping clothes, no toothbrushes or toothpaste, none of that. She just dropped them off with the clohtes they had on their backs. Wow.

It gets better.

I went to take a shower, and while I was in there, thought about maybe going shopping and picking up a few things. We'd have to, at least for a few items. That's cool, I thought, that will give Kyle a little alone time with his kids, they can bond, that kind of thing. I get out and get dressed, and go to the living room. A thought occurs to me, and once there I look around. Nope, don't see them. I asked Kyle "what about the car seats?" Nope. Didn't drop them off with him either. They had to sit IN them on the ride from their house to ours, and she didn't unlatch them from the car once here. [side note: Kyle & the ex have been sharing the car seats, he gets them when he gets the girls.]

So now, we have 2 kids, no extra clothes, no night shirt or pajamas, no toothbrushes or paste, NO CAR SEATS if we wanted to take them somewhere. Yeah, I'm going shopping. Kyle gave me his debit card, and I researched the car seats I found on walmart.com. Picked one out, checked for any safety recalls, didn't find any, then went shopping.

We'd talked about getting the girls new car seats for him to have in his car, because the ones that SHE has, they are getting too big for. Yes, they have the 5-point harness, but the seats are too small. Strapping them in is uncomfortable for the girls up to painful. I bought 2 identical booster seats, where they full back seatbelt comes through. The girls will have a lot more room now and will still be safe.

I shouldn't be allowed to shop by myself for these girls. Everything I spot that has Tinkerbell or Princess on it, I want it for them. Left the store with the boosters, toothbrush and toothpaste (Tink), pajamas (Princess), an extra pack of panties (Tink), socks, and at least 3 little outfits for each of them, and a bunch of hair clips too. I spent $200 in Walmart, and only $95 was for the booster seats LOL. Must... stop... spending... Yeah I need to curb that.

Saturday night was ok, the girls were refusing to eat their dinner so they didn't get dessert, then both of them were hungry again 2 hours later, and Kyle said "No. You had your dinner and you didn't eat it." They pouted a bit, but he didn't budge. I'm proud of him for not giving in. They kept getting up and playing after we put them down to go to sleep, and he almost had to spank them for it. Finally they fell asleep around 10-ish. We watched the rest of Blizzcon 2009 and went to bed.

And got a 6am wakeup call by a 4 year old. Its so cute how she just bypasses Kyle and comes to ME to wake one of us. Daddy isn't moving, so she gets me everytime. Got up, made coffee, gave the girls a bowl of cereal because they were hungry. Woke Kyle up. Hey, if I'm up at 6am then he's gonna be up!! He made us a big breakfast around 9:30 and the girls had some of that too. I did the dishes later and watched after the girls for a little bit while he showered and stuff. Their mother picked them up around 12:30. Stuck her head in the door and said something to me about "I know I'm supposed to remember you, but I really don't." I just kind of nodded my head and went about my business.

And that was our weekend.