It is not giving children more that spoils them; it is giving them more to avoid confrontation-John Gray

Dear mouse,

Okay, guilty as charged. I still listen to friend’s whining. Anyway they call me to vent.
So it is the mother of the boy and girl from hell who called. She changed her mind again-she’s sending the kids to the Philippines. Ehmmmm. I want to pretend that I did not hear her but I sensed that she’s depressed. So I put back my halo and tried to emulate a saint listening to the woes of the human beings.

Friend: I am selling my house.
Me: Not interested. hehehe
Friend: I can’t afford the amortization anymore.
Me: (I gulp one piece of pineapple chunks to avoid saying I TOLD YA SO and I have been telling that for the past months). MMMM yam yammunch munch
Friend : Are you eating?
Me: Taking a snack. Is there any buyer?
Friend: A realtor offered to sell it.
Me: How much is the average price of a new house in your area?
Friend: ’bout $ 280,000.
Me: And what was the assessed value when you refinanced?
Friend : more than 300K.
Me: You can’t sell your house. Why would they buy a one year old house when they can buy a new one at a lower price?
Friend : My realtor said that she’s going to do it.
Me: Then where are you going to live?
Friend: Am planning to buy a condo which is cheaper or rent an apartment.
Me: Is that the reason why the realtor is selling your house?
Friend: Don’t know, this is a different realtor. My previous realtor has gone back to her former job. She’s no longer a realtor.
Me: Is that the reason why you are sending your kids to the Philippines?
Friend: Nah, whether I sell it or not, they’re going home.
Me: I almost said Promise ha.So what’s the latest about your son?
Friend: It is my girl. I lost my patience last week that I threw away some of her toys in the trash and I broke the glass top of my coffee table.
Me: In short you went on a rampage. Kinalbo mo ba ang sarili mo. Di ba ganoon pag naghuhuramentado.

Friend: Well she has now the habit of threatening us not to go to school if she does not have what she wanted…like red umbrella..red shoes or anything that are not available.
When she insisted and told me she is not going to school, I grounded her before I left for work. I did not know that my husband brought her to school with a promise that he is going to buy one when she comes home. He didn’t buy and my girl called him Liar and all those words that a girl should not be calling her father. So to avoid the noise and the tantrums of the girl, my husband bought what she wanted. The following morning, she was doing it to me again.
And she was also calling me not a good mother. Seven years old… So I gathered the toys that she scattered and dumped all of them in the garbage. Then I must have thrown something heavy that the glass broke.
Me: So how is she after that? Is that the reason why she does not interrupt us in our phone conversa…

I haven’t even finished what I am saying when I heard my friend yelled. Stop playing with those eggs.

Me: Who is that and what eggs?

Friend: Ow ,the two of them. They saw me making fried eggs and they started getting the eggs from the refrigerator.

Then I heard her voice again.

If you break those eggs, I gonna break them in your heads.

In my mind, I thought that it is double murder. It is already broken. What else is she going to break? hehehe

Friend: And I am also telling my sister (the mother of the boy’s cousin from hell) that she should also send her son back to the Philippines.

Me: What is his “crime” again?
Friend: My mother gave him a cell phone.
Me: Why?
Friend: Well he was asking for it from his grandma.
Me: What’s the problem?
Friend: My mother paid 800 last month for the monthly charge and this month is it is 600.
Me: Patawarin. Eh isa rin yang nanay mong spoiler. Nakuh.
Friend: So what do you think?
Me: I think you better send your husband and mother back to the Philippines. Ikaw naman ang nagpetition niyan.
Friend : but you helped me out.
Me: ASus, and it is my fault. HAHAHA.

The Ca t