Fill my waterhole

I can't wait until we have a real schedule. In case I haven't updated everyone, we have the boys alllll summer. We are also watching the Princess and Prince mornings and evenings for the STBEH on his weeks. They have all been signed up for camp, as well as swim team. Camp starts anywhere from 6am-9am and ends pretty much whenever we pick them up, so far around 4pm so we can get some work done. Unfortunately the P's have missed the first week as they went to the grandparents new beach house in Delaware. (Also, the STBEH moved into his new home, which is two roads away from us. Awesome.) Once they get home from camp we quickly finish all kid stuff, make dinner, and then head to swim team at 6:30. We don't get home until 9pm since the pool is a half hour away. This blows. We have not decided how to do showers yet. They may just go without them for the entire summer. Maybe our water bill will drop below $90 a month. Motherfuckers.

So, as you may remember, Mr. M's oldest son, can be a bit dramatic when he doesn't want to do something. Because of this, Mr. M and I were in opposite agreement about swim team as we knew there would be several temper tantrums thrown when he couldn't do something that everyone else could do. I finally convinced Mr. M that he can throw as many tantrums as he wants, he's doing it, because otherwise he will NEVER do anything in his life, because Mom gives in so she's not embarrassed by how he acts. So, he missed the first week as he was still in PA, so this past Monday was the first time he got into the pool. I struggled with whether or not to discuss any apprehensions with the coaches, but I decided to just see how they handled him, and I think it was the right decision. Coach J approached him as soon as she saw he was new. It went well at first, the kids is 3 times larger than all the other kids and he can seriously kick their ass in any competition. This is GREAT for his self esteem.

Half way through the practice the coach decided to get them all up on the starting blocks to learn how to dive in. SS8 decided he was afraid of this and the tantrum began. I have to say he held it together better than usual. He simply spiked his cap and goggles, walked away from everyone, and began to fake cry. It took about 10 minutes for the coaches to notice him off to the side, but coach J spent about 20 minutes with him after that. During this whole time, we stayed off to the side in the grass and made sure to keep an eye on him without making eye contact. We didn't want to play the game so we left him be. After practice while he was showering Mr. M talked with coach J and then we ignored the entire incident until the next day. At dinner we simply asked what coach J had said and pointed out that there was no need for the tantrum and that he could handle any fears "these" different ways, which he has been doing since. We both still think there will be a tantrum in the future, probably during the first meet (especially as Psycho Mom has said she might drive down for it! ACK!) when he has to compete, but we will get through it!

We are trying to make the summer about health and fitness. We never have a scale in our home, but we borrowed one and SS8 has gained more weight, he is up to 142 lbs, at 8 years old. It's scary that no court will recognize that this is child abuse. In 3 years he has gained 80 fucking pounds and is at risk for so many health problems. Not to mention the fact that that fucking cunt hasn't taken them to the dentist in 2 fucking years even though the school is on her ass about it as they have to have dentist checkups to be registered. I think we should go back to court over it, but Mr. M thinks nothing will come of it. I can't believe that a court would ignore the fact that she has missed FOUR appointments and an 8 year old is set to hit 200 lbs in less than a year at his going rate. But I've seen them ignore bigger signs, so I guess I should keep my mouth shut. It's just so hard to look at him slowly being killed. It makes no sense to me that a court has to wait until the kid has diabetes or heart disease before they do something, when they are "supposed" to be protecting them.....