I am preparing contempt papers for my baby daddy and his mom, who took me to court 4 years ago. They tried to prove me an unfit parent, but ended up sharing e/o weekend. Dad is supposed to have supervised visits, and complete domestic abuse, anger, and parenting classes. Grandma is supposed to have her all day saturday til sun morning when dad is supposed to get his supervised visit. Long story, I have not seen grandma in over 8 months, dad's sisters pick up my child and just give her to dad. Grandma has called CPS on us, after all the other crap she has done.

So, some have seen my blogs about MIL and her favoritism, but she does have her quirks that occasionally give me relief that I am not on her shopping list.
I was getting a tote of lego that I store in SD's room for the other kids to play with, and saw the pile from MIL's recent shopping spree for school clothes. Wowee! The top two items in the pile were a child-sized mumu created from tie-dyed neon fabric, and a pair of peach colored spandex shorts(like "flesh colored" for a fair-skinned white person,which she is). Geez, is she going to 3rd grade or Shady Oaks retirement home?

I am hoping that venting this may result in some peace of mind or at least get it off my chest so I can try to enjoy my week off work with my BD6, so here goes...

Well, we know our bio-kids are not angels, but they are our own, which sometimes makes their actions MORE hurtful than the things our skids do. Per the usual, I got paid in cash from my boss (it's a VERY small business and we do get paystubs, but get our money in actual bills.) I usually go to the bank Saturday morning, to deposit. I gave SO $20 to pick up DQ after the kids went to bed last night (lol) and he brought me back my change. Next morning, we get in the car to run errands, and I start filling out a deposit slip and start recounting my money. I was $130 short!