Shamelessly Eavesdropping

I've just been shamelessly eavesdropping in the basement, as the mother and "flea", Lucas, fight about money (he's 7, remember). He was screaming at her, telling her to "eff off," (at least he said "eff"), etc. Shouting he couldn't even call his mother, with her telling him to go do just that. If I heard correctly (and it's pretty clear down there), that would mean she's the step-mother. And that would explain why there are huge problems, though that doesn't excuse his behaviour or the lack of discipline on the part of the parents. (I'm pretty sure she's Isabelle's biological mother, though, from her telling me that she's worked part-time since Isabelle's birth, wants to get back into full-time work.)

Poor woman. 

Where's the schmucky husband this afternoon, to step up to the plate?

You know, I like my own quiet, child-free little life.

I think I'll go have a shot of rye in sympathy.

Universal Blessings, Light and Mercy to All Beings.