Ducklings4 wrote:When my kids were little the piñatas with the ribbons on the bottom did not need to be smacked. You just pulled one ribbon at a time and eventually one ribbon opened the door and released the candy. Do they not make those any more?
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Is that what they had? A ribbon pinata? Because you're right, they don't need to be smacked. But they probably had to smack it because "boys will be boys".
Did you see Missy's post about "who needs a girl when you have three boys who treat you like a princess?". That's the second post in a couple of weeks about how she's their "princess". Yeah, keep telling yourself you're happy with the situation.
Both those boys desperately need speech therapy. But they won't get it. Ollie won't, because he's "advanced" and they just don't catch it on camera. It would interfere with his golden child image. And Finn won't because they just don't care enough. They had someone coming to the old house giving Ollie private swim lessons. They don't even take Finn anymore.Ollie's third birthday was a HUGE extravaganza with every vlogger in Southern California attending, and Finn's was "thrown together at the last minute"?
I know I'm preaching to the choir. It just aggravates me. Missy is so self absorbed, and always has been, and Bryan is too busy admiring his weight loss, taking selfies, and trying to be Ed Sheeran to focus on the kids. They make me sick. And all these little kids think they're amazing parents. #parentinggoals, my ass.
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Poor Finn.