i made a post earlier about how i’m staying at my uncle’s this weekend and unbeknownst to me or my immediate family there are a whole bunch of distant cousins and their little kids also staying here. i took a great deal of solace in knowing that they were supposed to leave last night.
emphasis on “supposed to.” another unannounced stranger showed up after i made my original post with two more kids in tow. one of them is a toddler. i managed to fall asleep at a reasonable hour despite the running and the yelling and the cocomelon blasting on the television. at around midnight i woke up to all the kids throwing screaming, crying fits that they didn’t want to leave. you’ll never guess what the parents decided to do when faced with this moral dilemma.
i woke up at six this morning to the sweet sounds of a toddler shouting wordlessly and repetitively. on the bright side, we will be moving this operation to a hotel tonight.
living with this every day sounds like a very special portion of hell. how does anyone witness this and make the conscious decision to “have what they’re having????”