Having trouble finding the time to blog again. I started saving for a netbook, or notebook, whatever I can get for the best price. My sister suggested the idea to my Mom to give me a gift card to an electronics store for my birthday this year instead of the traditional Gap/Old Navy card. Yay! So blogging more regularly is in my near future.
My birthday is May 5th. A great day for a birthday. People celebrate by eating Mexican food and drinking coronas and tequila just because. I have a twin sister, so I've always had at least one person to celebrate with, but even if I didn't, I could just belly up to the nearest Chevy's or Jose Texas and be the toast of the town. Not that I could do that NOW, in this period of my life... but I had a good run.
So anyway, I'm looking forward to getting myself that laptop and being able to snuggle into bed and really pour myself into the blog again. It's felt stifling the past 2 weeks having to hold everything off until I could find a few minutes alone to collect my thoughts and get them out.
I had a really annoying call from my ex again tonight. My (almost) 2 and 4 year olds have almost no interest what so ever in coming to the phone to talk to him lately. So he's getting pissed. I tell him that it's just kids being kids, but his lack of control over the matter, and the display of apparent disrespect are just about pushing him over the edge. He got all irate on the phone and told me that he was going to call in the morning, and the 4 year old "will come to the phone, and will talk to me." he further went on that he was going to explain to him that he is going to have "talk to daddy on the phone time, just like he has dinner time, play time, tv time, etc." God, I can't stand him. He obviously hasn't witnessed enough dinner times, etc to know that our son pretty much pulls the same stunt with any request, order, or demand thrown his way. Because he's gonna be 4. And that's what 2,3,4 year olds do. They throw their weight around as much as they can and see how far they can take it.
Whatever. Truthfully, I do try to get them to talk to him, even if for just a minute or two. I've tried bribery, timeout, no tv.. The bottom line is, if a toddler and little kid don't want to talk, they're not going to. It's not like they act this was when he is in person-- they are psyched to see him in person. They just don't want to talk on the phone. I don't blame them-- they don't have a huge vocabulary, or conversations skills for that matter. They can fill the air with their voices for 16 hours straight, but it mostly consists of, "MOM! Mom, juice! MOM!!! Chocolate Milk!! MAAAAAAA! He hit me! Maaaaa! Where's my water gun??? I neeeeed it! I'm NOT GOING TO SCHOOL TODAY!!! Mom! I have boogs!" and so forth and so on. Not a whole lot of, "hey Mom, I was wondering how you're doing and wanted to tell you all about my day today. I woke up and refused breakfast. Played in the sandbox and then threw rocks..." very little of that.
I just roll my eyes and tell the boys, "say night night guys. C'mon guys, say goodnight to daddy. . . . . . '" and then I sigh and say something like, "well, I tried. We'll try again tomorrow."
Well, tonight after his little speech, I said, "ok, good luck with that." *click* douche bag.
Nice!!!
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