Katie and her husband were doing great until the moment the money from biomom entered the picture. Then her husband's attitude totally went to hades immediately and it seems katie's is quickly following suit, sad to say. I know a lot of it is him......but it's katie too. She can always say no, she doesn't have to go along with what he wants. I majorly POed her husband when I made them return to the motel. This morning I majorly POed him again when I told him NO I was NOT going to drive clear across town simply so he could buy him and katie breakfast at Mc Donalds. I had to tell him twice for him to get the idea I was serious. His kids are eating free breakfast at the school but they think it's ok for them (with no money coming in at all ) to eat breakfast at Mc D's. He pulled this same routine yesterday and I forced him to go to turning point with husband so the trip wouldn't be a total waste.......and all he did was walk into the building and right back out. WTH? Did he seriously think we were going to drive him across town everymorning so he could buy breakfast at Mc D's?? With that sort of logic it's no wonder they've been on the verge of living on the streets for the past 8 yrs and actually been homeless for almost the past 6 months. Oh, and here's a good one.............Katie doesn't feel well today so plans to go to Job and Family Services is canceled. Excuse me? I'm sick as a dog and got up early to drive your kids to the bus stop and you can't get up to go out to a place that will educate your illiterate husband, get him a GED, and PAY him to do it?? Yet I feel like I've been run over by a truck with this lovely virus passed on to me by her kids and I can get up early, drive to the motel, drive her kids to the bus stop so they can get to school. Okkkk. And again last night with no clean up after supper. Heck only Alex actually ate all his supper (besides Travis and husband)......the rest picked at it and gave their left overs to Molly. Guess cheeseburger macaroni and peas isn't fancy enough for them. Finally did get the grands to stop asking for desert. Last time Alex kept asking.........I gave them fruit cocktail. lol They haven't asked again. Folks when you're poor desert is for special occasions, I'm not serving up 5 course meals here, get over it. After supper they conned husband into taking them across town to dollar general with the excuse they needed cough medications. They came out of the store with 3 bags of snacks and bottles of soda. This when I'd told katie when she mentioned they may need to get the kids some snacks at supper that I had the left over big bag of chips you use for sack lunches and such she could take those with her. That won't happen again either. Been what two weeks? And I'm already fed up. Once that money arrived any desire they had to change vanished. They're back to living in the moment and to hades with the future. Well, that sort of attitude doesn't wash around here. Not one of my kids here would ever dream of asking me to drive them clear across town for a breakfast sandwich they couldn't afford after I'd gone out of my way to get up early, make a special trip to pick their kids up, and drive them to the bus stop. Actually, they'd never dream to ask me to drive them across town for something so stupid to begin with. And if they did they'd get the same answer. NO Honestly, they could use what cash they have left and go back to Mo for all I care at this point. I don't see them remaining here long term unless they just run out of cash and flat out get stuck here anyway. I've been treating their arrival as a "visit" from the beginning anyway. I feel for the grandkids. It's not their fault their parents are difficult children and will evidently always be difficult children. All this move did was put it right in their faces of how their cousins are living normal lives while they sit in squalor constantly worrying where the next meal is coming from or if they'll have a place to sleep. I can't even get katie alone long enough to talk to her. Her husband sticks to her like stink on sh*t. So POed at both katie and her husband this morning I'm not even sure if I'm going to bother to go out of my way to make the family supper tonight. I suppose if she can feel bad enough not to go see about work I can feel bad enough not to be able to cook supper, or to deal with her kids attempting to rifle through all my things while I'm trying to cook. (a new behavior that popped up yesterday that had me constantly telling them to get their hands out and off of stuff) Sorry. Just disgusted.