Tuesday, July 3, 2007

Yay for therapy

So, we have this family therapist. She is really great. Munchkin saw her for about 5 or 6 months last year. Hubby and I saw her together once in May and Munchkin got mad we went without her. lol. I went again by myself in May, and hubby decided while I was in Cali that he needed to go see her. He couldn't remember where her office was, so he followed us over there last night (it was on our way to the movie; see below) and Munchkin asked if she could go in, too. hahahahaha. Too funny.

The good part is she's helping hubby.

The not so good part is Small Fry asked if she could go see her on her own because "I'm missing something" (which I thought she meant missing out since the rest of us have seen her). She clarified, "I'm missing part of me inside," but her biological mom doesn't believe in therapy. I'd actually brought it up to hubby a few days ago -- he said he didn't want to get in trouble with the ex, which I understand (since she's slightly crazy and her mother is more so). I may bring it up to her mom, but I might just take her and let it slide.

So ... yeah. We saw Ratatouille last night with the fam -- us girls plus my folks and DisGrace and her family and Lace and his family. Little Dizzy came and snuggled with me ... and ate half a tub of popcorn. Man, I love that kid.

I'm getting baby hungry, which I need to not be yet. Still have two weeks before my eye surgery! Ack! Hope my period comes this week ....

BUT, here is our newest family member. Mamabear's Baby Bear arrived almost two weeks ago. She's in North Carolina, so this is as much as I'm going to get to see her for quite some time. Can't wait for my baby brother to get here this month with his wife and their little one (who is nearly one year old now!). Lurve babies!!!


And a little gem Small Fry shared with me about her mom. "My mom says you and dad make $60/hour put together." Gasp. Astonishment. Horror. No wonder she thinks we're an ATM. "Honey, that's not even close to being true." Then I explained how I'm not paid a dollar amount per hour -- I'm paid solely on production. If I'm typing or editing reports, I'm making money. If I'm not, I don't get money. End of story. She doesn't get it, but she may eventually. Later on in the day money came up again, and I said, "[Small Fry], if your mom brings up how much money we make, I expect you to tell her she has no idea how much we make. And, in my opinion, it is none of her business how much money we make. We don't discuss our finances with her or you kids." I guess I was kind of rude, but it really isn't anyone's business but ours (and the banks' I suppose since they really own the house) how much money we make, how much money we have, or how we use it or anything like that. Oh my gosh ... I was just ... floored. And next time the ex talks about money and how broke she is, I will tell her straight up I don't appreciate her talking to our child about how much money we make since she has no clue about it, she is not correct, and it isn't her business. She gets her child support and we help out when we can with other things, but we are not an ATM and she'd better get that out of her head ASAP. *bashes head into wall* Stoopid.

8 comments:

steph said...

awww.... I want a baby!!!


maybe I'll just get a puppy instead.

stewbert said...

Puppies are cute. But they grow up and you have to clean up their poop their whole lives. Babies grow up and you only have to clean up their poop a few years, and then when you get old and demented, they have to clean up yours.

steph said...

ha.

oh gosh.... what is it with crazy ex-wives and money.

stewbert said...

i have no idea. pissed me off royally. lol

evitafjord said...

That baby is almost as cute as my baby. :-P

I told Jen the other day that her baby is waiting for your baby so that they can meet and get married and have adorable little munchkins of their own. At least I think I told her out loud. I may have just thought it. Babies suck your brain cells you know.

stewbert said...

LOL. That's hilarious Dawn. hehehe.

Kipluck said...

I think I'd still rather have a puppy than a baby... but that's me.

stewbert said...

Babies just scare you. You'll get over it. Moe did last night when I handed him my niece. hahahahahaha