Step Talk

This might have been the blog that blew up steptalk!!!

Junior turned up his nose at the sloppy joes BF made specially for him on Friday night (I knew this would happen). HA HA HA.
So, I ended up babysitting “Junior” for 10 hours on Saturday. I gave him the old “Nanny 911” treatment. First of all, no chocolate chip pancakes; I made old fashioned oatmeal, which SD turned his nose up at. Then 20 minutes later he was “hungry.” I brought out the oatmeal again saying “it’s not hot now” (it wasn’t before) He took two more spoonfuls and announced that he would wait for lunch. Believe me, it was a long wait.

We proceeded on my normal course of errands. About 5 minutes into the ride, Junior announces: “actually, I want to go to grandmas” (he says “actually” a lot just like his older 12 yr old brother)

I said “It’s too late for that now” and proceeded. I had my usual course of home improvement talk radio (no bubble gum rock top 40 music that BF usually puts on to cater to the little tyrants) And off we went!

I stopped at the grocery store and immediately Junior announced he wanted candy. I said “no candy and you didn’t eat your breakfast” He asked again in the store about “lunchables” Here’s where I fell off the wagon a little. BF had just gotten another phoney baloney CS arrearages letter (they are going out en masse in NYS in order to scoop even more $$$ up and make more admin fees for the CSEU)

I said “sorry we don’t buy expensive stuff like that because mommy gets to take almost all of daddy’s money so no money left for “lunchables” I knew I shouldn’t have said that and it was going to come back to haunt me, but what the hell? BM and “grandma” have been spewing so much PAS, a little fighting fire with fire wasn’t going to hurt. And it felt good to say that too!

We get out of the store and then we proceed to a “feed” store to buy bird suet. I figure I’d put a feather in my cap by taking him to see the birds, lizards, etc. Junior was pleased with that for the moment but then started asking about toys. I said “there are only dog’s toys here; no toys for children” We proceeded to get gas at a “low cost” gas station (Indian reservation) and then to the library were we could get a FREE movie and books. Well I was hit up with $7 fee for a bunch of movies that Junior turned his nose up at the last time b/c I didn’t get it back in time. He then picked out a movie and a book and started in on asking for a PS/2 game which BF told him he could have. I said “no game, you have a movie.” Even the librarian who never set eyes on this kid before instantly recognized he was a spoiled brat! She was cautiously looking at him out of the corner of her eye as he was “whipping” through pages of a book, almost tearing them. Junior has NO knowledge of reading whatsoever. He is in full day kindergarten and by the sound of it has been entered into the “lower level” kindergarten. A shame really for a kid who is so clever and can easily manipulate his bioparents!

After asking several more times for a game, I took Junior to the playground and this is where it gets good. Three, for the lack of a better word, “normal” kids came to the playground. Now mind you, Junior is twice the size of a normal 5 and ½ year old. One very articulate small boy (half the size of Junior) probably about 4 years old immediately recognized Junior as “different.” Maybe it was Junior licking the bottom of his boots or throwing gravel on his bare stomach. The small boy immediately jumped on the “swing across” handle and propelled himself, gliding easily and effortlessly across the “track.” An older boy did the same. An older girl did the same. Junior saw this and thought he’d give it a whirl. Embarrassing as it was, Junior just held on to the handle and yelled for someone to “push him” He did this on the swings as well, even though he KNOWS how to pump his legs to propel himself.

I just sat back as acting babysitter and did nothing. The other kids soon tired of Junior’s antics, so they started “ganging up on him” at which point it was time to go. At lunch I gave Junior a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I did not ask him what he wanted for lunch like BF does. (NO CHOICES!! I HATE WHEN BF GIVES JUNIOR A MYRIAD OF CHOICES LIKE A FRIGGIN MENU FOR MEALS) I make Junior say “please” and “thank you” when he tries to just grab things out of my hand. I asked “doesn’t your mama teach you manners?” And he waits for a few seconds and says “yes.” I say “well you must forget them when you come here!” *Silence*

Junior wanted to eat in his room in front of the TV and I said NO; you will eat and then you may watch your movie. I stepped outside briefly to get ready to pick some veggies from the garden while he watched the movie. I heard sounds of walking in the kitchen. I came in to find Junior “stealing” cookies without asking me! There is NO DESSERT after LUNCH when I’m in charge AND I told him he is not to just take things but ask first! I also told him that Crayon does NOT spoil children. He just snickered with a smirk because he has never been disciplined and thinks it’s a big joke.

So he watches his movie which gives me a few moments of peace. I start to pick from the garden. About half way through, Junior decides he is bored with the Alvin and the Chipmunks movie and decides to put his play clothes on to play outside with the movie still blaring of course. I question him about his intentions and tell him to turn the TV off as that is what we do when we are no longer watching it.

Off he goes outside to dig in our dirt pile for about 10 minutes. Then he comes back in and turns the tv on. I should say that the whole time I was watching Junior, BF called in three times to “check” on Junior. Worse than the fretful, PAS-filled BM!!

Now he is chanting to himself “E.T.” style “must go home, must go home, must go home” and rocking back and forth the whole time. (smile)

I ignore him and he eventually quiets down and starts playing in his room. He does number two in the toilet and doesn’t flush or wash. NICE! He is actually acting like a CIVILIZED child (except for the toilet episode), actually ENTERTAINING himself and using his IMAGINATION. It only took 9 ½ hours. Now BF gets home in the 10th hour and he has this nervous look in his eyes as if to say “what did you do to my son” I ignored it; Junior comes popping out and the first word out of his mouth was “CRAYON SAID I COULDN’T GET A GAME!!!” Nothing about the nice time he had looking at the pets, the library, the playground, the movie. I immediately said “that’s right because we got a MOVIE instead.” And Junior asks BF “Can we get a GAME?” And BF actually says “not today, you have a movie.” I remind Junior of all the places he visited and he sheepishly started talking about it to BF. It took about 5 minutes for Junior to start acting like a chimpanzee on crack again. He started running through the house almost crashing into the wall. After dinner, Junior kept yelling “TREAT, TREAT, TREAT, TREAT” this is the way he asks for ice cream. BF immediately jumps up and gets him a bowl of choco ice cream. Junior takes one look at it and yells out “chocolate chips?!” In other words, where the hell are my chocolate chips sprinkled on top? No please, no thank you, no may I have some ice cream,dad?” And BF dutifully springs up and gets him it

Later on that day I say to BF, I got the feeling you don’t trust me with Junior. And he denied it. BF stopped acting “funny” the next day about me watching Junior. He said “I know it’s your weekend too and I don’t want you to feel obligated” blah blah. Which I believe was a cover for “I really don’t want you watching my son because you will teach him to be mannerly and civilized, possibly breaking his fragile spirit”

The next day BF was back to offering Junior a myriad of choices for breakfast. I laid it on the line. “I have a bagel with peanut butter; here you go; MUCH better than those nasty donuts that Junior is always asking for” BF stuck to making Junior ate the bagel and didn’t cave and get him a donut; that’s what he SAID anyway. The account will say for sure.