So, a little backstory first, bear with me.

My sister HAD this boyfriend, we will call him D, for about three to four years.
They have a daughter together, and everything used to be okay.
Well about a year before the daughter was born, D started acting up. My sister had gotten him off of drugs, he didnt drink as much with my sister, and he didnt break the law as much either.
Well, when he started acting up, my sister is six months pregnant and full of baby, so all of this really got put on the back burner.
When the baby was born, everything was great for about two months.
Then, the shit hit the fan.

To put a long story short and to explain a bit about the whole situation:
D is controlling, emotionally and sometimes physically abusive (he doesnt hit her, he just throws things "past" her), and is a completely and total control freak even with my mother of all people.
Honestly D needs to go into counseling and get some serious help for his anger problems and his substance abuse problems.
But of course he wont go, because he is still young and thinks he knows everything. =/

Anyway, I finally rejoiced about eight months ago when D did something way drastic and ridiculous, and my sister finally left his ass in the dust. Kicked him out of the house, filed a restraining order on him, everything that she could do to get him out of the way and out of her life.
Even though he came by for weekly visits n whatnot with his daughter, he was still mostly out of her life and screwing the waitress where he used to work (saw them together once).

Anyway, Friday (3/16) was my neice's birthday, but my sister was having it on Saturday (3/17). Which honestly I didnt have a problem with it, as I figured she would just have it during my lunch break, that way I would be able to see her open presents, eat the cake... all the cool things that happen to a 2 year old during a birthday party lol.
Well come to find out, my sister is having the birthday at 3pm, when im stuck at the animal shelter working.
And then come to find out again, since they still were not really done at 6pm when I got off work, that D is there.
He got into some trouble a while back (that is a long story in itself), and has a warrant out for his arrest two counties south of us.

So I text my sister and tell her, im obligated by law, if I know where D is, I have to report it to the police. I can lose my job if I dont, the whole harboring known criminals n shit. I dont know. I just know I can lose my job which is ALL of the income in our house.
Anyway, my sister texts me back that she doesnt care right now and that I should just come by anyway.
I text back, I cannot, give neice a hug n kiss for me and tell her happy bday, ill see you at my house.
So I pack up my stuff and get ready to go home, since D is there (which I hate him anyway so I didnt want to go to the birthday party if he was going to be there), and im going to have to turn his ass into the police if I find out where he is.

So my mom finally texts me and tells me that D took off and that i should just come get the kids.
Im like, thats great, ill be there in a minute.
So i get there, and the first words out of my mothers mouth are "Why do you have to be such a bitch to D? Hes still the father of your sisters daughter, and hes still part of this family especially now that they are getting back together!"
What a bomb drop mom.
Thanks.
What the fuck is my first reaction.

So, like the very diplomatic person that I am (sarcasm), I start screaming at the top of my lungs at my sister...
"What the fuck are you smoking? You had him beat the shit out of you, he emotionally fucking scarred you, didnt do anything but hurt you, slept around on you with some jailbait waitress at the restaurant, and then, he goes out drinking and leaves you to fucking take care of your daughter all by yourself while he gets drunk and stranded on back roads with his 'buddies'"

All in all im freaking out. I scream at my kids to just get in the car and I leave, because now my mothers getting in the middle of it.
So I scream back at her, "Dont tell me to calm down and to shut up. Dont touch me I am an adult now. You got your ass in a bind when he abused you too mom, but both of you are too stupid to see it so im leaving. Do not, I repeat, do not talk to me about D, d

So my very awesome friend has a son thats the same age as my youngest son, which happens to be 4. 
My youngest son turned 5 in December, but they are pretty close in age and will be in school together.

Anyway, her babysitter decided to quit last week, giving all of her clients a three day notice.
And if any of you reading this know anything about baby sitters and people of the like, that it can be very very hard to find a babysitter at such short notice for any amount or age of children.

So being the nice friend that I am, I offered to watch her son in the daytimes while she was at work, until she can either find a new baby sitter or ... whatever.

But I worked four days in a row at the shelter. I am tired. I had wine coolers last night so i have a slight headache right behind my eyeballs.
Too many children.
Even though they are behaving and playing nicely without fighting or arguing in the back bedroom, its just too much at the moment.
I would really rather just go back to sleep, but oh well.

*shrug*
The job of Parent never ends!!!!

Good lord I thought I had dozens and dozens of pictures of my reptiles, but I guess after posting them all in here in little organized catagories, I just dont have that many.
I certainly dont have enough on my pythons, and i have barely any of the gecko and the turtles.
Ugh.

Welp, looks like thats going to be my chore for this evening.
Moar picshurs.

I thought I had a lot!

I really need to get some better pics of Spike too, his facial expressions (if reptiles have those), are so funny.