My husband and I have explained to our 3 older kids time and again that we feel it's sufficient for them to share 1 computer, separate from ours.
My step-son - who turns 11 today - told me "all he wanted" for his birthday was a digital camera, so I bought him a nice case with a card tucked inside telling him we would take him shopping today, to pick one out.
Evidently, he went behind our backs and told my MIL he wanted his own laptop. She just showed up with one. She's expecting my husband to reimburse her for some of the cost, as he has done sometimes in the past, with expensive gifts (except he knew about THOSE in advance).
My twins' birthday is later this month and money is tight. There's no way they're going to get nice gifts like this.
I am collecting myself, so I can go out and NOT act irritated, which my step-son shouldn't have to deal with on his birthday. But I feel like he behaved in a manipulative and greedy way. This is compounded by the fact that my husband has been grouchy for the last several days about God-knows-what and this morning he is complaining vociferously about me using all the cream cheese, INSTEAD of appreciating the fact that I baked his son a homemade cheesecake for his birthday, which is his favorite.
Deep breaths. Argggggghhhhhh.
My step-son - who turns 11 today - told me "all he wanted" for his birthday was a digital camera, so I bought him a nice case with a card tucked inside telling him we would take him shopping today, to pick one out.
Evidently, he went behind our backs and told my MIL he wanted his own laptop. She just showed up with one. She's expecting my husband to reimburse her for some of the cost, as he has done sometimes in the past, with expensive gifts (except he knew about THOSE in advance).
My twins' birthday is later this month and money is tight. There's no way they're going to get nice gifts like this.
I am collecting myself, so I can go out and NOT act irritated, which my step-son shouldn't have to deal with on his birthday. But I feel like he behaved in a manipulative and greedy way. This is compounded by the fact that my husband has been grouchy for the last several days about God-knows-what and this morning he is complaining vociferously about me using all the cream cheese, INSTEAD of appreciating the fact that I baked his son a homemade cheesecake for his birthday, which is his favorite.
Deep breaths. Argggggghhhhhh.









