me bitching
Only one thing to bitch about, well, two. The little girl I watch is a little brat, every time you correct her and try to tell her she's doing something that's not ok, she hides her face and screeches, even if it's something simple like, sit down or get that out of your mouth. I started punishing her to her room whenever she did it to me and she stopped. Now, she's started again with me. The yesterday, out of the blue, she did it and I tried to punish her, her dad went to her and hugged her and made everything all right. Today, a repeat of what happened yesterday; she screams tells me no and I send her to her room, and she cries like I've beaten the holy hell out of her (I didn't but it's very tempting sometimes) the dad immediately got out of the shower and coddled her and was all nice with her. I told him she was punished and he said, "You can't punish her every day, it's not possible!" Me on the other hand SHOULD have retaliated in saying, "You weren't there, you don't know and I will punish her every day if she is bad and disobeys every day." I am really irritated because he told me this in front of her, so now she knows that she can't be punished every day, and if I try to punish her for the same thing. Raising kids is a team effort between the parents, it isn't "No I tell you how to do that, and you tell me what to do" and so on, it is planned out and decided on everything so that the parents are like barriers and nothing slips through unnoticed. One day the oldest was punished to his room for the afternoon because he was marking on the antique fruniture, he didn't get lunch or an afternoon snack. The mom snuck him up some food and chocolate milk behind the dad's back, I was thoroughly disgusted. Only because the son thinks so lowly of the father to begin with, and after that, it just gets worse, and all of that could have been solved fairly easily if the mom would have told the father, "Hey, I don't like that he can't eat anything, he didn't eat breakfast, maybe compromise and he can eat alone and not talk to anyone and then go back to his room" but there is NO communication in this family WHATSOEVER, so they're fucked. Anyway, I'm leaving this family in 26 days so I'm not going to worry about it all too much, just keep everything in mind for when I start having kids. My other complaint, well I forgot it, but I'm tired so it's really unimportant I guess. I'm just going to go take a nap. Wednesdays suck. O! I have extra money!