SD (12) tells me tonight that she wrote about me for a school project... I'm like really? What the hell could she write about me? She went on to tell me that she wrote about how I'm an "artist".... seriously... I could barley draw stick people.... she says, 'you're a different kind of artist.... you know how you cook homemade food everynight? Thats like art'

LOL... too cute. Apparently bm feeds them fast food EVERY night (no kidding).... the kids have french fries comming out of their ears!

SD (8) also told us AGAIN tonight that our home feels like home to her but bm's house doesn't feel like home at all..... bm and bf share custody one week on, one week off....

I feel bad for these kids as even just the most simple things amaze them.... I really don't get whats wrong with bm.... fast food for every meal and the kids don't even feel at home with her? When the kids get home (with us) all they want is some cuddle time and good food... it just seems so weird to me and as a bm myself it's so sad....