And I hate them. They need to stfu - WICKED loud spoiled brats.
Luckily, they only visit their dad for a few minutes and then the nannies (yes, two of them for two kids) take them away to head to the Hamptons for the weekend.
The dad learned a couple years ago that I do not want to "say hi" to his little demons, but he's bringing them around to the other girls now. Hahaha.
But the whole point of having them is to show them off - like a really nice watch!
Obviously! Doesn't he win Dad of the Year for parading them around like prizes and then sending them off with the nannies so he doesn't have to actually deal with them? I thought that's how it worked.
Post by OrangePixyStix on Jun 29, 2012 10:18:49 GMT -5
If you have a candy dish at your desk, I'd be tempted to give them a big sugar high before they get sent off with nannies... make them earn those paychecks! haha