Kids won't Pitch In.

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Dear Right Advice
-BlahBlahBlah- -BlahBlahBlah- 3 children -BlahBlahBlah- 5, 3 -BlahBlahBlah- and a 7mo old daughter. -BlahBlahBlah- My boys constantly trash the house -BlahBlahBlah- expect me to clean it. -BlahBlahBlah- sick of it. -BlahBlahBlah- they just dont take me seriously -BlahBlahBlah- whine and sit there long enough -BlahBlahBlah- do it myself. It takes more effort trying to get them to -BlahBlahBlah-than it does for me to be their slave. Its driving me nuts. -BlahBlahBlah-

Sincerely,
-BlahBlahBlah-
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Is it Mother's Day?

They're fucking 5 and 3 years old.

And they're boys; Put them the fuck outside!

You say they expect you to be their slaves? No they don't. They just don't give a fuck about messes. And they, just like the law, don't give a fuck if you think you have shitty roommates, they just ask that you feed them, clothe them, enroll them in school, and keep them supervised in a place clear of rot and pestilence.

And it's not like they're throwing you any curve balls. Everything they have to mess your house up with, is shit you've brokered to them. It's not like you're getting a spontaneous mess of bear bottles and take-out on the coffee table. You don't go into the kitchen hungry and say, "oh fuck some one cooked and didn't wash the cookware." It's not like you have to second guess where to neatly stow a pile of cellphone bills and coupons so they can find it later.

Seriously though, what more do you expect from a 5 year old than sponging surfaces, and moving light weight objects.


My advice to you: Merge philanthropy with good parenting and pull around the back of value village with a car full of crying kids and a trunk full of reasons to cry about.

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