
Every summer, my husband's friend's son comes up for the summer. (My husband's friend is his personal trainer.) Every summer, the son hangs out at our house the majority of the time. He is almost 16. I'll call the son Mike.I have anxiety and I'm easily overwhelmed in the summer: What activities to cart the kids to, how to make this summer fun for everyone. (I have five kids and I'm a SAHM so I feel like I have no right to complain taking on another kid.)Mike is no trouble except he complains how he is bored. (Oh, and he only eats salmon and pasta and fruit.) It really drives me crazy. I offer to take him home and he declines. His dad usually declines him coming home too.Mike asks me to take him (and obviously my kids) to expensive places like theme parks and zip lining. He complains when I tell him no. I want to point out how expensive these things are and no way in hell am I spending the day doing these things with a toddler in tow. Money aside, I wish I was a super parent that could do stuff like that but I'm not.Bike riding, fishing, swimming, and going to parks with my kids aren't enough for him.Mike's dad is a felon without a car and license. I feel like screaming at Mike that he's lucky to do anything at all. If it wasn't for us, he'd be sitting at home. What kind of monster am I?Mike's father enjoys his "breaks" from his son despite only seeing him in the summer. I really, really don't like the dad. Maybe I'm projecting this onto Mike?Why does his complaining bother me so much?If I were in a similar situation I'd be grateful that another mom is helping entertain my son. That's why I do it.I think I need to suck it up and shut up. Any thoughts? via /r/Parenting http://ift.tt/2tCzlx6
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