Because my daughter was busy studying for the bar exam I had the good fortune to help by taking care of her children, M & E, and their 2 puppies. I was a little frazzled after their last visit, appalled really. Their attitude that I ran the Granny Hotel wore thin so I decided I would have a total change of attitude on my part and maybe have a turnaround. My new rules were simple: pick up after yourself (no, don't drop your dirty clothes and towel next to the sofa because you're too busy watching cartoons); cooperate by responding when I ask you to get ready because we're leaving in 20 minutes (Again. No staring slackjawed and motionless at the cartoons while I'm hustling 5 dogs out the door, putting in another load of clothes and emptying the dishwasher). There were a couple of other requests but for the most part all these were met with a blank stare, as though these poor children had been dropped into a foreign land and were clinging to the cartoon network for survival.
My daughter said 'So, you actually made it 10 days with them' and I'm thinking to myself 'You have to be wrong. It was really 3 weeks wasn't it?'
Things did improve with repeated requests from me. I'm sure both kids left feeling relieved for having escaped Granny Hitler. If you asked me today if I would watch them again I would answer 'Of course. But maybe next month'.
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I told you to quit being so nice to them. NOW you know. Hopefully that is the last bar exam I take and we won't have to deal with this dilemma ever again....
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