For the last four years, DH has had the kids EOW and for three hours on Tuesday. Because of the limited time he has with them, we try to find fun activities we can afford to do. Both of us feel these kids need extracurricular activities to #1 take their mind off of BM's perpetually horrible attitude towards DH and myself, and #2 to allow them to grow by networking with other kids. So, of course, the kids would go back to their mom and tell her about all the fun they were having over here. They were met with anger, hostility and guilt.

SD 8 and SD 10 requests to have more time with DH over the past year has intensified. We are constantly hearing from SK's that BM yells a lot, the drive from across town to their school is too long, and the friend's house they are staying at smells like cat pee. Per our conversations, both SD's say they talked to BM about getting more visitation every week with their dad. Varied responses come from this person, who I fear has unmanaged bipolar disorder. She tells DH and the kids that she will agree to letting the kids stay over an extra night, then that night comes she'll recant.

First day of the new year and she's already at it. DH got a text from BM telling him she is out of gas, can't afford to get any, and so he MUST meet her FORTY FIVE minutes away (why she can't get off her fat a$$ and get a job to support her heffer-like self and the children is beyond me!).

This morning, after a week with their BM, SD 10 and SD 7 came for their weekend visit. SD10, the one caught trying to sneak stuff out of our house, is grounded from TV, computer, or video games until tomorrow (we only have them until Monday morning, which is the first day of school). She accepted her punishment and took it like a champ; thinking that was the end of it. WELL, we were all out in the garage doing odds and ends when the SD's look up and see a police car park in front of our house. "Why are the police here?" says SD 7, SD 10 looses all color in her face at this point.