SS7 informs me this morning that he "sweated" on the couch. Which is his code for pissed on.....he slept on the couch past night. 7 and still pissing the bed.....7 and still won't wipe his own ass when he poops.....I can't roll my eyes hard enough. Not only did he piss on my couch, he didn't think to change his clothes cause he needs someone to pick out his outfit for him. And the power went out just before he told me all this so now I can't wash the piss soaked clothes or couch covers and blankets. Awesome.

This weekend with the SS's here I vow to not do a damn thing. FDH informed me the kids would like pancakes for breakfast, so I made them and only one ss and my bio ate. Food is a constant issue because they never eat what we cook. I usually don't cook meals because it disgusts me so. But FDH doesn't know how I make pancakes so I did. My house is a disaster....they move from one thing to the next and don't clean anything up. I'm not chasing after them, I'm not even going to correct my own kids.

I get so irritated and downright angry a lot lately when I see FDH's interactions with BM. He's not doing anything inappropriate, and when I try to look at it objectively I can honestly say that he's doing what he should be.