Two things

I have but two things to say today.

#1 why is it that just because a man can have children he feels the need to care for them when he has court ordered visitation rights and then insist that he knows what is better for the child. Let me explain:
Andy and Mikie Jr. had visitation this weekend. Since the last fiasco in court I have kept it pretty tame as far as allowing the kids not to go. As far as I knew he was abiding by the court order. He understood the severity of Andy's diagnosis and was giving him his medication. This week Brian dropped them off around 10:30 Saturday morning... (He was supposed to come and get them at 9:00 a.m. but didn't want to leave his place and Brian had to leave anyway so he just dropped them off). I was out Sunday evening and called to have him get the boys ready as I would be picking them up (mind you he is also supposed to drop them off at 8 p.m. but I try to make it easier if I am out and about). 7:30 p.m. Sunday I pick up the boys. Andy reeks of Pee... when I ask why they both start in with Andy had an accident Saturday night and I didn't send clothes... Okay so dad can't call me? He has a cell phone and just this week he got a house phone... NOT one phone call from him this weekend asking for clothes for Andy. Second point is okay so he had an accident... you let him sit in those clothes all day long on Sunday. You couldn't give him a bath and put him in a pair of sweats and a t-shirt and wash his clothes in the sink if you can't get a hold of me... oh wait - There is no excuse as the kids have a way to get into the house even if you can't get a hold of me... so why would you do that? Secondly is Andy was animated when approaching the van... Cautiously I ask...
Me: How was your weekend?
Andy: Good.

Me: What did you do...
Andy: nothing really just watched tv...

Me: Okay (thinking to self here we go...)
Me: Hey did you get your meds this weekend.
Andy: Nope
Me: Did you get any of them
Andy: Nope dad didn't give me any of them... Said he didn't think I needed them.

WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK HE IS!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
So the rest of the night was long
Andy's concentration was nonexistent so forget about homework... He had to get in to the tub as soon as we got home and I can't stand his father for yet another time! How could I have ever loved him? Do I turn him in for Neglect? (Child Protective Services) Do I start Court proceedings again? Do I just plan on being the parent even when they are over there and find them and administer Andy's meds myself to make sure he is getting them? FRUSTRATION... RAGE...

**UPDATED** I went back over to Dad's and asked for his pills. He played dumb and said he didn't know where they were... luckily Jeannie has nosey kids and her daughter gave me the pills... All of them were still in the same bottle as when I gave them to him on Saturday... So now I know for a fact and not just Andy stating he didn't get them... now what?

#2: Seen SAW IV last night! Loved it... My Man got me hooked on it - suspense, thriller, horror, etc... give it to me! I had to go out and buy the first one as we had 2 & 3 but couldn't find 1 anywhere around home... This is not for the weak stomach or heart people! A good break from the kids though as Patti was home with Haley and the boys were at father's (see above).

Okay to that is my Monday RANT!