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I'm sari to say, I hate John and Kate + 8.
May 8, 2007
OK, I'm all fore big families if you feel you can keep your sanity in the process, but I take issue to people parading their kids around to be little poster children for their large family. You would think with over population that people wanting that large family would at least be responsible enough to only have what they can handle. But in this age of unrealistic reality TV, families ranging from 8 to 20 kids are all the rage.
So after putting Ash to bed I sat down to watch a new show on TLC called John and Kate + 8. I watched in amusement as this pore man was constantly screamed at by an obnoxious, anal woman who tried to pass this pare of adults off as parents who work together, herding their eight children from place to place. So at first I tried to be unbiased because I truly wanted to give this family a chance to show how well they get along, but all I saw was pandemonium.
But this week's episode seriously made me hate this family. First off I can't stand winy kids, and those twins tantrum the way Ash did at two. I couldn't believe that even when these parents only had the twins to handle they seemed unable to do that. The wining and screaming in that house seems to never stop and if I was in a house all day with six tantremming, screaming two year olds I would snap with in a matter of seconds.
But what really pisses me off is the way Kate treats her husband John. No matter what this poor guy does she is constantly nagging. She is in a constant state of panic when ever the family is out; and would some one please tell me how taking all eight of your kids out Christmas shopping at the same time is a good idea? But poor John, Kate just nagged and nagged, then when he was talking about the shopping trip she told him how he should of said what he wanted to say, and then he just spouts out the little script she gave him in the last seen!
First off, if I spoke to Clay that way my behind would be single. I can't believe some one can talk to the person they call their partner that way. Clay and I have our differences, but we talk things out in a respectful manner and we can count on one hand how many times a disagreement has lead to yelling.
Not saying we're perfect, we just have our feet on the ground and I have Clay to get my head out of the clouds when I get lost in the cosmos. But I know what he expects from me and he knows when I'm on the brink of being overwhelmed and will take control so Mom can take a little time for herself. And that works for us.
But I can't wrap my brain around this woman. She just gets to me with all her nagging and I find myself pittying her husband, who seems to be in seareous, knead of a backbone. It's just the constant stream of inconsistencies with these people that leaves me scratching my head. Kate wanted a house keeper, and gets rid of her because she would rather have the house cleaned her way. Well now they don't have a made (nice job wasting time lady.) They want their kids to be surprised on Christmas morning so they take all the kids shopping with them. And Oh yes, I have noticed that ordering a dinner you don't want and eating from your husband's plate like a lapdog can make a romantic dinner just magical.
But to each his own, it's just my take on a show that I personally don't see having much staying power. If you want to watch screaming children, a spineless Dad, and a bitchy Mom John and Kate + eight is your show.
Until next time,
Best wishes.
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