I need some advice about what I can say to my dad. I am going to have to call him this weekend. The last time we talked, he told me that things have been tough around his house for the past few weeks and implied that I was the cause of these problems. I don't even live in the same state! I apologized (albeit sarcastically) for being the cause of the problems in his marraige and he replied with, well there are other things going on too - it isn't all you. Gee thanks, dad. It all boils down to me not thinking of his new wife's kids like I do my brother or the kids from his second marraige. Yes, this is his 3rd marraige. With the 2nd, we all lived in the same house and that stepmom provided care for us. They had 2 little girls and I spent a lot of time caring for my sisters and I love them a lot. With the new stepmom, I do not feel emotionally attached to any of them. I am nice to them, but I don't feel the need to go out of my way. I guess the real problem came at Christmas. I bought iPods for my sisters. I was looking at presents for the step brothers, but my husband was like - do you really have to get them presents too... why would you get presents for them. I shouldn't have listened to him, but I did, and didn't get them anything. Now, I'm catching hell for it from my dad and his wife. What can I do to repair this? He does other things to annoy me too, but I think that's just him. His 2nd wife broke him, I think. :(
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