snapped at dh/ss last night a little
Last night ss was being a little sh!t. The whole bit. Didn't want to do anything, didn't want anything, no's on everything, didn't want to eat, whiny whiny whiny.... uggghhhhh I hate that part of little kids.
Needless to say, I was running out of patience.
I went upstairs to grab a sweater, since it's getting cold, and head out to the garage for a smoke. That's my peace and quiet time.
DH is already out there...pulling some cigarettes out of his pack, and ss is bouncing around on the other couch. Then SS starts being all sucky and whiny... so I ask ss to please go back inside, we're about to have a smoke. More whining, more this, more that.... and then:
"My DAD said I could stay."
I dunno what came over me.... but I told SS he wasn't more special than anyone else, yet nobody else gets to hang out in here and this is bullsh!t. DH just looked at me. SS is just staring at me.
I went inside, and out the front door, sat on the front step.
A minute later, DH opens up the main garage door and tells me he drove SS inside for me. I said nothing. We didn't speak of it.
Later on, I told DH I was sorry for being cranky... he said I wasn't being cranky... maybe a bit unexpected of a comment though... I said yeah... but that I was tired of ss always getting away with stuff... and I'd had enough. He agreed that ss shouldn't even be in there anyway, but with him being such a little turd, the other kids wanted nothing to do with him that evening, they all went off to their own spaces... so he had thought ss being in there would be better than annoying everyone else... I told him that I get it, but that it makes it seem like ss is getting special treatment - and that wasn't ok.
DH tried to make excuses..but I cut him off, said no way... dh sometimes comes in there to fiddle with something, work on a project or whatever, and ss is always THERE..."helping"... and I told dh that needed to stop, too... that if he wanted ss to hang around with him while he was working on something, do it outside... because again, he's singling ss out for "special treatment"... if he doesn't want my son to help that's fine, he's got that right... but don't go in a space no kids are supposed to be, take your kid in, and basically have ss brag to anyone and everyone that he's helping dad in the garage when everyone else is basically prevented from being involved.
We went out for another smoke...and ss tried coming in, DH told him no. SS threw a fit, dh held strong.
Should be interesting...tonight DH is supposed to finish patching an area with sika before laying down some membrane to seal the floor... and I swear, if dh allows ss in there, I will LOSE IT.
Seems silly I know... but no way. Kid free means kid free. Not free from my kids while yours gets to run around t his heart's content.