My SD has had this huge pile of clothes that don't fit her anymore. I finally got her to try on the clothes. First she resisted, then she just went into the bathroom, didn't change and lied about it. She is 7 BTW. When all was said and done she has maybe 3 pieces of clothing at our house that do fit her. BM refuses to send a bag with her at all. Mainly just to be petty. Finally, Sd wants to take the one t-shirt we have for her home to her mom's. I was so drained and I really think my husband should have been the one to take care of this months ago.

Then, I asked that ss put the tv wiring back to normal after he is done playing video games. Of course that turns into a huff too. I finally looked at him and said, I don't mind cleaning up after your bedding, washing your clothes, but I just don't want to deal with this one bit of cleaning up. I'm so tired of feeling like bad cop today.

I don't feel like I am asking for monumental things here, but everything is just an uphill battle sometimes. I've never raised my voice at the kids, but I was real close to getting snappy today.