AIBU to be fed up with my niece and nephews each holiday?

[SockYarn]

Every holiday my two teenage nephews and their 10 year old sister descend on my quiet home. We live in the country in Dorset, there's just me, my DH who is an academic and works in the study, teenage DD (who appears to be experimenting with being genderfluid) and the dog.

I really don't mind having the extra children in the house. But they keep getting into adventures and the Police have been involved in the past. And they get through a LOT of ginger beer.

AIBU to say I've had enough of their scrapes and mysteries?

Will your DH’s sketchy American scientist friends be calling round? Might want to check what he’s up to and what he’s keeping in that locked office. You don’t want the American’s daughter, your daughter and nephews and nieces to be stalked again.

Why aren’t you helping your daughter transition into a boy? Shame on you! She may not be old enough to vote, drive, get married etc, but if she’s experimenting with gender fluidity, it’s your duty to help her become a boy. #mermaids.

Why aren’t you helping your daughter transition into a boy? Shame on you! She may not be old enough to vote, drive, get married etc, but if she’s experimenting with gender fluidity, it’s your duty to help her become a boy. #mermaids.

At least OP isn't dead naming them though, so she's on the right path.

Be grateful she's not hanging round with a hideous girl I used to tutor. Spoilt rotten, always gets her own way. Her parents have now sent her to boarding school and if half the rumours are true, I'll be surprised if she doesn't get expelled.

Very exciting. Don't you feel like putting on your shorts and cycling off with them? I would.

minisoksmakehardwork. I heard she got off to a shaky start but has now settled down and is loving the tuck boxes and midnight feasts. Looks like boarding school might be the making of her!

Well I think you’re a real brick!

Are the children a bit, er, famous?

Your niece and nephews parents are CF expecting you to host them every holiday. Yanbu!

What exactly is your dh studying? Is it possible he's on the autistic spectrum somewhere?

@minisoksmakehardwork

Be grateful she's not hanging round with a hideous girl I used to tutor. Spoilt rotten, always gets her own way. Her parents have now sent her to boarding school and if half the rumours are true, I'll be surprised if she doesn't get expelled.

I have heard about her from DD's friend, Darryl I think. Initials GM?

Send them camping?

@TheFormerPorpentinaScamander

What exactly is your dh studying? Is it possible he's on the autistic spectrum somewhere?

Almost certainly. And I'm not quite sure what he's studying. Being a nice upper-middle class girl called FRANCES I didn't bother with exams and all that tosh. Leave that to the boys. (tinkly laugh). I went to finishing school to learn about fish forks and how to address the Archbishop of Canterbury.

Have you allowed the dog to live in the house yet or is he still hiding with the fisher boy in the village OP ?

In the house yes. Joan made him a bed in the kitchen. Not upstairs and most definitely NOT on the bed.

You are lucky there is not 7 of them lol

Good old Joan !
Glad to hear Timmy is in the body of the kirk.

You have a DH problem, as we say on here. Tell him to stop getting angry with everyone else when he loses important papers he's working on and do some parenting before his daughter runs totally wild. And you're not just his servant, either!

Your lucky my children hang around with a circus boy who has a monkey!

Send them on a train to Cornwall,I hear the Penruthlans have a lovely farm they could stay.Pack them a lovely lunch for the train,tongue sandwiches and ripe plums.
They can go bathing and eat ices all day !
What could go wrong?

@Bibijayne

Famous Five?

My thoughts exactly, with the way it was worded and the ginger beer.

It has been done OP. 0/10

What about that irritating parrot? Do you shut it in the shed?

Just sit them all in the old chair and wish them away somewhere.

At least you don't end up with the village bobby coming round to complain about their antics. I've told my pair that they aren't going to do any more detective work on at least two occasions and they still end up mixed up in it, with some excuse that "they couldn't help it" or "they couldn't let Frederick (I refuse to call him by his ridiculous nickname) down."

It must be such a bugger picking all those bits of bracken out of your washing machine