I think I did. I did say that when school started there would be less fighting.
Ha Ha Ha Ha!
That was a funny, I think.
Katiana and Jordan fight from the moment they get home until the moment they go to bed. Not joking.
I don’t even remember what started it, I believe Jordan was doing his normal antagonizing routine, calling her a baby, just teasing her like he always does. Katiana got really emotional and WOW. That child lost it. She was screaming and crying. “Jordan, I don’t know why you treat me this way. You’ve been like this since I was 5!” Tears tears tears. “Since I was 5 Jordan! You’ve been mean to me since I was 5!”
And it carried on and on and on.
Until Katiana picked up a DVD and winged it at Jordan, it went flying with the speed of Ferrari parts, mainly a wheel. It hit him in the lip. Then he was crying and carrying on and oh please Calgon, take me away!
Christiano wouldn’t take a nap yesterday, so that led to cranky child number 3. Alyce was oblivious to them all, carrying around a notebook and pen, coloring her way through the day.
If Katiana would have been talking to Jordan in a normal tone of voice, instead of screaming and carrying on, I would have been impressed with her ability to talk about her feelings.
Instead, she reminded me of me when we left Ohio and pulled into a gas station and I completely broke down about the way his family treated me. In fact, she a lot of what she was verbatim. She was mimicking me, except, I didn’t scream. I was just crying.
Come on, 8 years of being treated like dog poo that needs to be scraped off your shoe will have that effect. I believe during that hour long marathon session of my crying, I took off my wedding rings for the first time since I put them on. Ok, I did. That’s how desperate I was feeling, how hurt, how tired of it, I was done. Pato was horrified. So was I after the fact. I could not stand that thought of being a part of his family any longer. I felt that after 8 years, he should have a handle on how they treated me.
He got my wedding rings back on me in Indiana.
And I realized that it doesn’t matter what he says to them, they are going to treat me how they want to. It’s not just me. I’ve seen his sister treat so many people like dirt under her feet. He’s tried. Pato’s not a screamer. When Pato is made he point blank tells you how it is, in a normal tone of voice, if you don’t like it, he’ll tell you to….well, this is a family friendly blog, so I won’t even type what he tells you to do in Spanish, but basically it boils down to don’t let the door hit you were the good lord split you.
He told me that’s what I need to say to his sister when she’s on me for every little thing.
I have chosen just not to go around her anymore. It doesn’t matter how she treats me. My mom raised me better than that. I don’t treat people badly. I am as polite, kind, and thoughtful as I can be of other people’s feelings.
Mom told me next time, after she spend lots of time with me on the phone crying in his sister’s driveway, that I have permission to be like that back. 
After 35 years of being me though, it isn’t easy to just start being rude to people.
I won’t be going back to Ohio and staying at her house. I have decided that if his mom wants to see our kids, she needs to come here. If I have to go to Ohio for something for Pato, I’ll stay with my friend Diane. I will not subject myself to that kind of torment anymore.
So, turns out my 6 year old was taking notes on how to be a drama queen. (I swear, I’m not a drama queen, I just had one rare moment.) She had it down. Problem is, Katiana can’t make the choice not to go around her brother period. As much as Jordan would like that. Both of them have got to stop saying things to try to make the other one upset. Really, they should get an Emmy for the look of shock on their faces when the other gets upset with how they are being treated. Like, OMG. I have no idea why she is throwing a DVD at my face.
BTW, Kat did get in trouble for that. I don’t care what your sibling says to you, you have no right to touch them with ANYTHING, thank you. Jordan got in trouble for teasing her like he does too. Two wrongs don’t make a right buddy. Sorry.
I remember fighting like this with one of my brothers. Steve and I would go round and round and I tried to beat the snot out of him numerous times. Steve and Josh would fight like cats and dogs too. Josh and I didn’t fight as much, Abby and I never fought.
It must be tough being the middle child I’m starting to think. I’m seeing a pattern here that needs to be broken.
Now, how to do it.
Have a great day!
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