Okay, so check it.
On CJ's baseball team is a family and ...UGH. I heard the 8 year old (7?) tell his mom to SHUT UP two times. I also heard her give him empty threats over and over and over. He was bothering his friend. There was no help from the mom, the kid was on his own.
What would you do in this instance?
My sister says it's not my place to get involved. But do you know what? My kids were watching him and heard him tell his mother to SHUT UP. They watched him completely disrespect her- which is her fault as much as it is his.
This is my plan. On Tuesday when this scene plays out again- and sadly, it will because it always does (Cullen didn't want CJ to play once he found out who was on the team again, it was pretty rough going with the son that's on the team, the brother to the kid I'm talking about). When he inevitably lips off to his mom and is rude and disrespectful and I can't take it anymore, I am going to ask her if she minds if I talk to my little friend. Then I'm going to call him over and tell him that his mom is my friend, and I just heard him be disrespectful to my friend. Then I'm going to tell him that it makes me sad to hear him be rude to her, and that I bet it makes her feel sad to. Then I am going to ask the child to apologize to his mother for being rude. He can say no to me, but I bet he will apologize. If he doesn't, all I can say is "Well, I tried." But just maybe he will see someone sticking up for her since she won't stick up for herself. It isn't going to change anything for them, but fuck. I'm sick and tired of watching those kids run their parents. They aren't easy kids anyway, but the no follow through shit doesn't help at all.
She also said she didn't know why she had kids. I would never say that. Why do people say that? Don't they understand how many people DO want kids, like really truly want children?
Do you know what the funnest part of tomorrow is going to be? I am going to be standing among a gigantic group of SERIOUSLY kick ass people. We'll go cheer on the Race For The Cure people. People in the middle of their battle, people who have beat the battle, people who have lost someone to the battle. They are all so awesome. Then I am going to nap. I've been on single fucking parent duty all week long and I'm SO sick and tired of it. I can do this shit if I have time to be mentally prepared for it. And if I do it for one more week I will be fully back into single parent operating mode. But don't TELL ME that you're going to be around and then switch it up at the last minute so I'm doing every last bit of everything.
And then what happens? He needs to get "everything else" done that he didn't get to. Last on the list. Plus, you know he needs to drink in order to relax, so he needs to be sitting out by the fire with the neighbors while I go to bed at 10.
He had a really, really good run for quite a long time. It's okay for me to be irritated. I hated this shit last year and the year before and before when he worked 2nd shift and I got to do it all, too. Baseball is 3 times a week (including today) and birthday parties abound. Hats off to the moms out there who have their kids in tons of shit so they don't have free time. I don't know how you do it. I need to be at home relaxing.
So with that little crab out of my system, I'll tell you that I dragged Chelle and the 5 kids down to the bass ponds and today goes down in the history books as the Best Day EVER! ;) I have lots of them. I wish there were words. It felt so good that my feelings almost became physical. I don't even know what they would have looked like, but ...oh....it was good.
Happy Mother's Day Tomorrow!
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