So, the Skids went to BMs for the holiday weekend. Ok fine. Well last night it hit the fan. DH went looking for HIS ice cream and it was gone. An entire box of Klondike bars that he bought Monday morning. So he stars asking me about it. No I didn't touch them, I have my OWN ice cream thank you very much. So DH asks the SDs about it. And GUESS WHAT?! SD11 had eaten them!

And if so why was I not notified? DH and I drop the skids off with BM for the weekend. First shocker she actually CALLED US three days ago to ASK not demand if she could have the kids. Ok no problem. When we drop the kids off BM was NICE, FRIENDLY, and SMILING! This makes me wonder 1) what is she up to? 2) has she finally figured out that she is going to have to play by the rules. Or 3) has she been replaced with some sort of alien life form that only resembles BM in looks.

Ok so BM hasn't bothered to do a thing involving the kids since Christmas. No phone calls no letter, card, email NOTHING. But wait SHES THE MOTHER! So this means in her little world she can do whatever! DH got a call from the atty this morning, aparently BM DEMANDED that she have the kids this weekend. Didn't ask, didn't plead but demanded. Then said if DH doesn't comply he will be responsible for her atty fees, her last trip to the drop off point and she will take us back to court. Um ok. Sure.

So DH and I bought a house and have been trying to get moved out of the dinky ass apt. He has lived in for the last 9 years. Wait let me rephrase I have been moving stuff. DH just HAD to do something Saturday that was NOT that damn important so his "mom" and I moved crap all. Freaking. Day. Sunday we had "help" IF you could call it that. One of DHs buddies came over and he and DH basically stood around talking all day. The Skids have had an attitude about EVERYTHING. And are basically about as usefull as tits on a boarhog.