I just give up. I can't cry all the time anymore. I've run out of people to talk to...my FSIL went through everything I am going through except the part where BM was so far up FMIL's ass. FSIL says basically FMIL will DO ANYTHING to get us out of her boy's lives...anything to make us uncomfortable...(shes right- all 3 boys are divorced) Today...FH gets called into work (it's his oncall weekend - he NEVER gets called in and he works Sunday through Thursday as it is and now Saturday just for today...) So Remember too - we have NO custody arrangement everything is a mess all the time...things have been so quiet - we have been picking up kids and dropping off kids...all to avoid interaction between BM and FMIL. Not to mention all the gas we've been using. But it's the only way to keep BM from going behind our backs....Anyway - FH gets called in to work...he calls out and says to BM he's not getting the kids...he has to work and sorry - she says okay bye. We think it's over. He goes to take a shower...while he is in the shower the phone rings...it's FSD8 and according to FMIL she is screaming and crying into the phone...she wants to come down. FMIL says okay bring them down to and they can stay over night. First off - FSD8 cannot always get what she wants. It's out of control. She needs to accept her dad will get called into work. Yes - I sound like a b*tch if you don't know the situation....every weekend there is an incident....FMIL is constantly whispering in SD8's ear...ignores SD6 completely and tell her she's funny looking...and tells SD8 she is this gorgeous creature...(she's not and her personality makes her UGLY for an 8 year old...) FMIL lets SD8 eat and drink whatever she wants - like candy and soda all the time (we are constantly watching what they put in their mouths because these kids have had like 13 cavities each and we are not footing anymore freaking cavity bills - they brush their 3 times a day when they are with us and FH and I are freaks about what they eat because WE get blamed for the cavities? We have them over night once a week...) FMIL won't make them brust their teeth either (maybe so wehe has to pay bills making it even more impossible to move out of the hosue...)FMIL will allow them to stay up until FH gets home from work at 11:30 - I won't go back to the house either until after he gets off - they better be sleeping or when we move out I iwll make sure she NEVER gets to see them. I am sure she will feed them McD's for dinner...because that's the only thing she gives them other than junk. Last weekend she couldn't even bathe them properly...oops new story...one more reason WHY WE did not want the kids there with just her. Last weekend - around 6:30 after dinner FH and I had to run an errand which only took maybe a half an hour - didn't want to take the girls out into the storm so we told them we'd be right back and we'd bathe them as soon as we got home...we got home and the kids were nowhere to be found or FMIL. I saw our bedroom light on so I went in FH followed....the girls were putting on their pj's with their hair half wet? I asked WHY. WHY was their hair not washed? Their faces didnt even look washed. FMIL replied: Well - SD8's belly hurt... and I said okay - What about SD6? She replied oh she just didn't want her hair washed? So I said, SD8 - if your belly hurts you will not be baking cookies for your snack. As soon as I said that - She starts bawling and stomping her feet taking on a tantrum I have not seen forever. Tantrums ONLY happen after she has spent time FMIL. ONLY! It's out of control! What is this woman doing? So - I made her stay in the room even threatened bedtime if she didn't stop crying...needless to say she quit crying and I got her and her sister's hairwashed....I won. the next morning though...I noticed washable marker all over SD6's hand - I asked about it and she said, "ohhh Grandma did not make us wash our bodies last night...we were only in the tub to splash around..." WTH woman?

GGAHH! WHATEVER...there's more I am just so mad I cant even type it all out! atleast I feel a little better.