Off to Grandma's House we went!

And now we're back. Quick summary of the visit to Hubby's parents' house:
We left Friday afternoon after an awful hour at MJ's school trying to get her schedule worked out because she was a 'late-enrollee'. Hit traffic that delayed us.
Got there, ate at a place we'd been to before on a 'not good night' and incidentally I won the bet. Hubby bet we'd never eaten there before, but I was right.
Went back to the house/trailer, MJ danced for everyone....for a long time. And I did it sometimes too. Showed FIL my new tablet, he was impressed.
Went to put MJ to bed, long fight. Lots of screaming and crying, ended in me grumpy and leaving a bathroom light on for her.
Hubby tried to scold that we were spoiling her, didn't listen because I was exhausted.

Woke up the next day, late because I was tired. MIL ordered Dunkin Donuts for breakfast, no crossants so I was kinda grossed out. Think I managed to hide it, but that was way too much sugar for morning.
Drove to Aquarium, enjoyed it. Drove to Subway, ate. Changed clothes, drove to beach, swam. MIL and FIL walked on arbor for a while, when they came back, played Frisbee til little one caught it with her wrist. Then we packed up and headed home.
Decided to eat out. Stopped at Olive Garden, but MJ/Me/Hubby really wanted Ruby Tuesdays because we haven't been in years. It was good. Found my wedding ring. Hubby insisted I wear it.
Went home. MJ danced and we watched Home Free. It was good.
Put MJ to bed, fewer problems, though we tried to let MIL tuck MJ in, and that didn't work. Hubby had to go in, and that still didn't work. Ended up being a team effort to get the 11 yr old settled. Poem reading was required.
Talked with MIL for a bit, Hubby made excuse to go to Walmart, MIL stayed home because 'it was late' (SUCCESS). Hubby bought condoms and snack cakes. Fun fun fun times were had.
Slept like the dead for many hours. It was guuuud.

MIL made breakfast, and it got cold because we overslept over an hour. MJ couldn't find a brush. I combed her salty, frizzy hair. She complained later, but didn't complain while I did it.
Breakfast was good. Waffles were had.
Games were played. Tennis, bowling, and Trouble. Never had to leave the bedroom. (Thank you Wii)
Left for home, Burger King coupons were used.
MJ had a fit. Will expound later.
Made it home. MJ danced, I made her lunch for school, bed was attempted.
MJ fought it like a champ. Or a troublesome child. Same thing at this point.
Eventual tentative success.

MJ's fighting fit:

She said I was rude for interrupting her daydream, even though I left her alone as much as I could, and didn't try to interact with her until I thought she was done, and only when I needed to. In my favor, Hubby also thought she was done. Her rudeness was overly offensive, and then she tried to turn everything on me. When I repeated her arguments back at her, she eventually yelled about how she wishes she couldn't talk, because she never says anything right. Mainly because her argument was so ridiculous I almost laughed trying to summarize it. She really fought it, for a long time, but I refrained from handing out any punishment and tried to talk through it, to reach an understanding with her. The fight went out of her when she was finally saying how she wants us to be supportive, and I turned around to look at her and said 'I love you, I support you. I think you can do anything you want to, and I'll help you.' She got tears in her eyes and I added 'You're my daughter.' The tears fell and she said 'And you're my Auntie.' I nodded, Hubby said he would do the same thing but he didn't want to die, laughter happened, and life went on.

She had a really good weekend, and I think it worried her that something bad would have to happen soon to 'equal out' the good, and she felt she should ruin it herself rather than leave it to fate. That's my interpretation, at least. I could always be wrong.

On a new note:
My sister (not MJ's mom) has fallen off the wagon again, and indulged in heavy drugs this past week. Now she's out of money, came crawling back to Mom, asking for help after abandoning her son to my mom without Mom's agreement. Mom had changed the locks on the doors to try to keep her out, but Kadykins (her son) let her in. Mom said that if Kris went to rehab and gave custody to Mom, she would keep kadykins and let Kris stay while she worked through this. Kris refused. So Mom is insisting Kris leave, but Kris won't. Kris has no money, no car, and no way to get to work, and surprisingly, work still wanted her on Friday. No idea about now though. I don't understand this, and have no idea why she would do this, especially the night I was supposed to meet up with her. She didn't show. Sisters.....

Slapping or Popping, isn't it still wrong?

So today, I called home to check on MJ, and ask if anyone had seen a scary movie Hubby and I are gonna watch tonight. Instead I get a 25 minute conversation on how much our Mom sucks, how she slapped MJ in the face multiple times this morning, and how she's too sick for my sister to leave her. After repeating myself a few times (telling her not to worry about Mom, just leave when she can), and then being told I can't understand her concerns because I don't have children, I hung up on her.
Hubby and I then discussed whether we should go pick up our child tonight, or wait and listen to the other sides. Sister's side was: MJ finally had a breakdown this morning that had been building all week. Breakdown included: Throwing things, kicking furniture, screaming in people's faces, and calling her younger cousin stupid. Mom wasn't home to give her side, and she'd taken MJ with her so we put the possible decision on hold, and Hubby went back to work.
Mom just called a little while ago, and said she wanted me to know, MJ had had a fit this morning. Mom physically dragged her to the living room, and when MJ was screaming in her face, she popped her in the mouth twice. Afterward, she was going shopping, and asked if MJ wanted to come along. Then she proceeded to buy a lot of things for MJ that she doesn't need. I vaguely recall her doing the same thing to me. Being harsh and then giving me things afterward to sooth my hurt and anger with her. I don't think it's right. I also don't know if it'd be worth it to keep MJ and her Nana apart because of it. Its something Hubby and I will talk about. I wanted to be sure to write it down before I forget anything.
MJ said she doesn't want us to pick her up today or Friday. She wants us to come as late as possible, so Sunday is her preference. I'm torn about this as well. I think we'll stick to Friday, because I don't want her there any longer. But then, Hubby is really enjoying the time without her, so maybe he'll push for Sunday. I don't know.
I just got finished putting up three Curtain Hangers, and fixing the shower head so it doesn't leak water anymore. I wonder if we should bother changing MJ's showerhead, or if we should return it to the store. We haven't installed it, and Mom bought one for us, though since we already have one, she hasn't offered to give it to us since then. I'll think about it.
We still have about 20 boxes to unpack, but we're not in any hurry to do so, so if you want to come visit, please just let us know. ;) I won't even care that my house is pretty lame. I probably should care, but I don't.

Yeah, just wanted to get this out. Toodles.