The Visitation

So.. my kids go to their dad’s about once a month. He lives 5 hours south. My dad owns a plane, so he generously offers to fly the kids to see him, when he’s available, and when weather cooperates.

It had been about a month since they had seen their dad. The last weekend visit, was crazy. 2 of the 4 came down with a stomach bug. He lives in an RV, so you can only imagine how THAT must have been for 5 people to be in there together… (shivers)

I enjoyed my quiet time, but it hardly seems worth it sometimes, when I hear / see the things that happen in his care.

When I picked them up on Sunday, none of them had showered or brushed their teeth the entire weekend. My youngest didn’t even change his clothes, or open his suitcase… sigh..

When I asked their dad about the showers, he simply replied that they were being annoying about it, when he asked them to bathe.. hmm.. not ok.

We watched a movie when we got home, AFTER showers.

At about 10:30, I told them it was time for bed. They got to stay up an extra 2 hours!! My youngest piped up, that they get to stay up until 1am at their dad’s.. it’s no wonder they were wide awake at 10:30, and didn’t want to go to bed..

Always an adjustment getting them back in the routine, and I guess that’s why it’s a limited visitation schedule.

The kids love their dad, and that’s what matters.

I never say a bad thing about him, but geez, I want to sooo bad..

I just shake my head and proceed with things the best way I know how.

Cheers to a Happy New Year!!

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