Grammy took the kids to visit family, and go to their cousin's first communion over the weekend. Great. Whatever. I couldn't go. So they leave fri morning and she tells me they'll be back around midnight saturday. Doesn't make much sense why they can't just go home with you but cool whatever. I stay up. Midnight on saturday rolls around and she texts they're running late and it'll be closer to 3...i send her a text back that I wont be up. She says she isdropping them off tonight and some incomprehensible gibberish about a basket. So I call and she gets rude about she only bought stuff for my neice -who lives with her and it's not fair that they wont have anything. I haven't said much at this point and she raises her voice and says "you know what ,fine, I'll just take them home with me, I don't even care"...then hangs up before I respond. I try calling back several times and she ignores me. Finally, I text her that I'm setting my alarm for three and I'd like her to go ahead anddrop them off. I'm pissed at this point but I go back to sleep, slept through the alarm but she didn't show anyway. So, in the morning, I go pick the boys up. I have baskets in the car. They're asleep. I wake them up and mil tells them the easter bunny came as soon as their eyes open, they have baskets. My neice has this huge gaudy thing and a giant stuffed animal. It looks like she threw a cpl pieces of her candy into two baskets I bought them last year she ended up with. Anywho. She tells them to bring them to her, she pulls out the plastic grocery bags she used as grass and puts the candy in, hands them the bag and tells them bye...ok crazy. She asked if we're going to church, ya sure see ya. We're also supposed to do dinner with them. We go to church and on the way the kids are telling me she was mean and yelling all weekend. Oldest insistsyoungest was being a brat, I can see it. But she promised to do other stuff with them and punished them by not taking them. We go to church, she avoids me like a weirdo and only talks to the kids. Calls my husband who stayed home out of fear that I was gunna lose my cool and says I was avoiding her and not talking to her so she wanted to know if just him and the kids could come over. So, unanimously we decided not to go to Grammy's for easter sun dinner, good riddance, and stayed home.
Yalls family act like freaks too on holidays?
on Apr. 1, 2013 at 11:20 PM