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One sibling is quite enough, thank you.

This weekend has been a bit more stressful than I like my weekends to be. I have math homework this weekend, which is unusual, as we usually don't get math homework on the weekends.... I have an art project that's due tomorrow, and I've hardly started it, too. The art project consists of three parts: make a chair design based on a certain artist's style, write a report about it, and make a presentation about it. So that was enough already. On top of all of this other stuff, though, I received some [hushed and mysterious voice] shocking [/hushed and mysterious voice] news.

After school on Friday, my friend, Russell, came over. We were chatting, hanging out, whatever, when the phone suddenly rang. [Three loud toots of a horn- BUM-BUM-BUM!] Russell answered it. He told me it was my aunt who was looking for my parents. I gave Russell my father's cell phone number and he told it to my aunt. The time passed, and I didn't think much of it.

-Then- Then, my parents got home. I went into the living room, where they were sitting. This is when I heard the -shocking- news.

My mother said something along the lines of, "how would you like to have two little kids dropped of at our doorstep?"

I stood there, for a moment, slightly puzzled. Then, somebody in the room, I can't remember who, said something along the lines of, "It has something to do with somebody who called earlier."

I thought for a moment, gasped, and flung my hand over my mouth.

My aunt had called earlier. She wanted us to take her kids. I don't want to say why on this website for two reasons 1) I may have given her the address in the past, and 2) it really is only the family's business (sorry). Anyway, my aunt is having some troubles involving her children and she wants a place for them to stay (for about a month) so she can straighten things out.

Well, not really anybody in my family thinks it will only last a month. We're thinking that it might take longer than a month for things to get straightened out. Who knows how long it might take? My mother and I are kind of opposed to it. My father was acting as if we would have the times of our lives.

I immediately protested. Having two extra kids in the house would really limit my already almost nonexistent privacy, it would take away our already almost nonexistent money, and it would just not be fun. When I told my father how much I disliked the idea, he actually said that I was just trying to act cool and that I really liked the idea. How crazy is that?

My mother just didn't like the idea because she didn't think she could handle it. The extra workload of having two kids? We'd have to give them a place to sleep, we'd need to feed them, we'd need to make their lunches, we'd need to get them some sort of schooling or daycare.... just too much.

My mother and I were sort of counting on my sister to be the final vote for the No-Kids-Moving-In side when she got home. It was very surprising to hear my sister's reaction. She's actually kind of excited about it. She was like, "Cool! I can teach them all about sex and stuff!" My father sort of fed this idea, telling my sister that she could be their mentor. I tried to convince my sister otherwise by saying things like, "You would have to shop at a THRIFT STORE."

I'm really not in the mood to have two kids move in with us. I do feel sorry for them. I'm not trying to sound like a spoiled brat, I'm just trying to be realistic. :-\ It would be really hard to have four kids in the family all of the sudden.

May 16, 2004 at 02:10 PM

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