[QUOTE=Dung Beetle]
It is a big problem with the kids having different rules. However, his kids and mine are worlds apart in terms of maturity, worldliness, responsibility, experience, etc. This is a temporary living arrangement, and if we clamp down a bit more on the husband’s kids, they’re likely to just run away. As far as I can tell, they’ve been raised by wolves. Wolves or TV sets. (And I agree my husband shares the blame for that situation.)
As for the hard bargain, there’s backstory, of course. My daughter’s very lazy. She does well in school, but beyond that, if it takes effort, she’s not interested. So a few weeks previous to this, she was saying that she wished she had more money to spend for Christmas, and my husband offered to pay her for washing his car. The thought of all that physical labor outdoors gave Alex the vapors, and she turned him down. He was taken aback. So when the ride to school came up, he was jokingly offering a bargain he never thought she’d take, but she made no attempt to negotiate.
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I can actually understand that. Like si_blakely said, these kids are going through a rough spot right now, and what’s good for them might not be being treated exactly the same as kids who aren’t going through a rough time.
But here’s the thing: rough time or no, rules are rules. The things that should be extended are sympathy, compassion and understanding. Maybe letting them out of a few chores on busy days when they visit their mother at the hospital. Not the general running of the household.
The basic rules should be the same, not because of some feelings about “fairness”, but just because if a rule doesn’t apply to everyone, it doesn’t need to be there. If “put your dishes in the dishwasher after eating” is important, it’s important for everyone. Yes, of course there are specific rules that sometimes need to be said only to the offenders, but they should still apply to anyone who offends. ANYONE who breaks curfew needs to spend some time paying Mom back for her sleepless hours by doing her housework the next day. The time of that curfew might be different depending on age, job and personal needs, but the breakage of whatever that curfew is should result in the same consequences no matter who provided your DNA at conception.
There’s one thing that’s like nails on chalkboard to me when I read your posts about your family: “his kids” and “my kids”. Stop that (please) - they’re all “our kids” (well, your kids, but you know what I mean.) You,** Dung Beetle**, have four kids now. I have no idea if you say his and mine for clarity in writing, or because that’s what it feels like in your heart. But, IMHO, you’re not going to have a family until they’re all your (plural) kids. Until that happens, you just have three roommates, the oldest of which is sleeping with you.
As for the windows, I’d help our daughter to do them, but she’d be with me the whole time matching wipe for wipe - no fair running to the kitchen for a drink and disappearing for an hour. And yes, let it be a lesson on bartering and fair trade!
