
While what you've done so far is appreciated, it's not enough. Nor are you raising your son correctly, but we didn't say that outright. We only point out what you DON'T do in regards to him.
Ok, so I'm a lazy mother. I'll admit it. I prefer to watch Playhouse Disney with him then practice writing or work on numbers. This is my shortcoming and I'll work on it. I will also work harder at keeping him quiet so the diabetic third shifter can sleep. Thought I was doing a fairly good job of that. *shrug* As for the disrespect thing is concerned, yes, I let him get away with more then anyone else in this house. He will learn to be polite to everyone, but it's going to take TIME. It's only been a solid week and half that we've been up here on a daily basis. Keeping an eye out to prevent an incident two months down the road is admirable, but 4 year olds don't work that way. Kiddo needs time to get into a routine and that won't happen for two-four weeks AFTER we finish moving in. Yes, you've made lots of accomodations for us. We appreciate it, but the kiddo was not "forced on" you. When you agreed to take us in, you agreed to take all of us in. If you didn't want to change your schedules, you never should've made the offer in the first place.
The move is on me, as well as anything else I do around here. I have the time, so please do more. Oh, and doing dishes once a day is not "doing dishes". They have to be done after every meal. Period. Gumby doesn't want to come home at 5 in the morning and find a sinkful of dishes, because he will do them and grumble about it. For somebody who's not miffed in general, he does a good job of faking it.
Gumby really wants this to work. So do I, I'm not sure about Wolf. The question is, how do we make this work? Live by ourselves and participate when we feel like it, which in turn will have Gumby and Fran continue thinking they have five kids instead of two? That's distasteful to me. I'm contributing by keeping the kitchen up. It's just not enough. I thought I was keeping the bathroom tidy and the kiddo's toys and such policed. Apparently not. Gumby and Fran want everything just so and I'm going to have to kick myself in my tiny little hiney and do MORE. As they said, I have the time. Until I get a job, which I will need to do. Then things will have to change, again.
I'm trying to put myself in Gumby and Fran's shoes. It's not easy, because I'm just not as anal about housework as they are. Heh. I don't see any point in fussing about it, because that's just going to lead to more hurt feelings. No, I can buckle down and work harder. It won't be easy and I will forget from time to time, but I'll do my best.
On the plus side, Gumby's convinced we'll be able to find rooms in Vegas for next to nothing. I trust him and his experience in this, so I'll wait and see.