A match made in heaven...or hell

Today was supposed to be a normal Saturday; I got to sleep in til ten thirty when I woke up on my own. Logan had his football game and my mom took the kids somewhere. The morning was nothing to be admired: i sat around watching cartoons with Cody and drank apple juice. Yum. When they got back from the football game Senior told me (and everyone who didn't know) what had happened. Now, I don't mean about the football game. I'm talking about how Jr. called Robyn (who was in mount pleasant gambling with another man) and told her about the letter that her sister wrote to us saying that they didn't deserve to have their children and that she would help all she could to ensure that the kids stayed in our custody. Well, Robyn flipped and called her sister bitching, called senior bitching, then called my Busia bitching. My Busia doesn't even LET Robyn over anymore because all she talks to her about is all the sexual stuff they do. How disrespectful! You don't tell people, let alone a grandmother, about all the sexual shit you do with a said person. They are of relation and that stuff is private anyhow!

Well since Robyn was fruiting out, we had to keep the doors locked and were instructed to call 911 if we saw her (and were instructed to tell the police that we needed a CPS worker dispatched also). I was even told to keep my phone on me at all times. Of coarse I'm the only one who has learned that Robyn likes to bluff about this kind of stuff. She said that she was going to come over and take the kids and live in a homeless shelter if need be. She didn't care. And that 's exactly why we ended up with the kids in the first place. Besides not being able to commit to each other or parenting, they don't care about the kids. Hence why the kids are monsters.

As I predicted, nothing happened. Jr. just wanted to ruin her day since she was out with a man she said she didn't want anything to do with after the first time she had met him. If this is the same guy. I don't understand how a woman like Robyn could ever get a guy. But let me tell you: Her and Jr. are perfect for each other.