Frequently when my Ex comes to visit our daughter, she comes back with toys like this. She is always smiley and jazzed up by it, even though the novelty wears off pretty fast. I know I shouldn’t care, but it irritates the ever living fuck out of me. Not only do we have a million other stuffed animals that I am trying to prevent my dog from chewing on, but I hate this visible and obvious display of him trying to buy her love.
I’d honestly rather have the cash to put in her college fund that he doesn’t contribute to. Compound interest, homie! The child support that I receive doesn’t even cover half of her daycare expenses, let alone other basic expenses and her activities. Why not offer to be more of a partner in these things? Because that’s no fun and he gets nothing out of it. How about paying what little child support you owe on time without my having to ask? That would be great.
It chaps my ass that my husband and I are over here doing all the hard work to raise a good human and he gets to decide to come around when he wants to and be fucking Santa Claus. It chaps me that, to a point, it works. Every kid likes a good-time Charlie who spoils her. Who asks nothing of her and engages in no discipline or hard work. Now, my kid knows who supports her and is always around when she needs something. She respects us even though she doesn’t enjoy the discipline. This knowledge isn’t that helpful in the moment i’m slogging through the 5th argument of the day before my second cup of coffee.
How about getting your shit together and making your daughter a priority rather than treating her as a light-up toy that you play with when you feel up to it? How about consistently exercising your parenting time rather than coming up with lame excuses to pass on it? She could use that a hell of a lot more than another fucking doll. Thanks.
Res Ipsa Loco 