Family Matters

NO ANSWER .........

Melanie is 15 years old, the twins Milana and BJ are 7, Mina is 4 years old and Gianna is only 2   1/2 months old.

"GET OUT OF MY ROOM YOU IMBECILE LITTLE DWEEBS", Melanie yelled at her little sisters slamming her door.

"MELS STOP CALLING YOUR SIBLINGS WORDS THAT THEY DON'T UNDERSTAND YET", Miranda yelled from the living room. "AND STOP SLAMMING DOORS THAT YOU DIDN'T PAY FOR OR YOU'LL LOSE IT. DO YOU HEAR ME?"

Melanie opened the door,  "YES I HEAR YOU MAMA MIRANDA!", she yelled.

"Melanie?!"

"Yes sorry and stop yelling I know."

"Thank you!"

Milana and Mina both stuck their tongues out at Melanie as she was standing in the hall getting in trouble by Miranda.

"You irritating little suck faces next time mama leave I'm going to disintegrate you two", Melanie said going into her room slamming her door once again.

The girls both screamed running into the living room. "Mooommmmmm." "Mommy", they yelled.

The phone rang and Miranda exhaled answering it.

"Hello sweety!", Ben said calling from work at his new board member position.

"Benjamin Warren if you leave me home again with your kids I'm going to mail them to your job."

"Bad day?", he asked concerned.

"Not even close. I'm exhausted Ben between Melanie and her mood swings, the girls annoying Melanie and her threating them and Gianna sucking on each breast every two seconds. My prince BJ is the only one I'll keep at this point", Miranda pouted. "Until he starts throwing that damn ball around the house then he getting mailed too."

"I'm sorry sweety. I'm on my way home now okay, that's why I was calling."

"Drive safe and I love you!", Miranda said before hanging up.

Because of traffic Ben wasn't home until almost 8:30pm and Miranda was livid when he walked through the door.

"Hi baby, I'm sorry I'm late. Traffic was really bad. Are the kids sleep?", Ben asked almost scared.

"Do it look like I had any time to put them to sleep. I'm breastfeeding Benjamin and my breast are freaking sore, that damn numbing cream isn't helping and I'm just tired of all of the yelling in this house. I need help or I'm out Benjamin. You need to cut back on your hours or something has to give."

"Miranda I just asked a question. I'm sorry I really am. I don't know what else to say, but I will figure out other options to help you out okay...", he said walking up to her and kissing her lips while putting his arms around her waist.

Miranda put her head into his chest and started to cry. "I'm sorry too Benjamin", she sobbed.

He stroked her hair rubbing her head and up and down her back. "I'm just exhausted. I didn't mean I would walk out on us", she sniffled.

"I know baby. I know you didn't mean it, but please don't say it again when you're upset or anything okay."

"I promise."

"I'll prep dinner, then tackle BJ into the shower because I know he's musty."

"As hell!", she cried laughing. "It's been making me nauseous all day. I just got tired of fighting with him to shower."

"I know babe, then I'll get the girls in their bath and come back in here to start cooking. Next I'll take the baby while everything is pretty much finished and you go and talk with Mels....okay?"