No, of course, if the child lives with the father, the same question to the mother. This happens much less often.

If the child lives with the father, the child is raised by the grandmother in 99% of cases.

and samurai.

I have been paying alimony for over 10 years. It is not allowed to communicate with the child.

I would like to - with checks to the court, establish a schedule of meetings with the child. So, or not much need, or in the court can find out that the alimony is very low.

In the 7th class we had a drawing. And at first I liked it because I loved painting cars and buildings in three-dimensional space. And, given that my dad has an engineer and a good drawer, I thought there would be no problems with the subject.

It all started with the controls, when the guys, including me, had bad marks. My indignation had no limits. I have a “two” assessment. Please show the work of the girl Yana, who has a "five". I know and understand that there is no difference. W-o-o-o-b is the He showed two works to other classmates, among them were round excellences. They also saw no difference. Then I went to the school and asked for an explanation. First I stretched out my checklist to her, where she pointed out my wrong lines, sections, etc. Then I stretched out the sheet of Yana. When asked what the difference was, he got a very logical answer: in everything! And immediately, following me to my party, the lesson began.

At the age of thirteen, I didn’t go further and demand justice, but just stumbled and stopped giving proper time to the subject. And here, when for a quarter I get out "Trojan", a cool manager, dissatisfied with my result, is outraged: "Why are you so? I would be enrolled as Jan for additional drawing classes. There are only five of them!”

70 rubles per hour, as I remember. That was the price of the fifth. Probably, for a teacher from the periphery, there is nothing, and an increase to the poor salary. For my family, the money was small. And I would tell my parents that I need doping. At the end of the quarter, he would also get a positive mark. Only the injustice of my efforts completely deprived me of interest in further study of the subject. That’s how I loved what I was originally meant for. Thank you, teacher of drawing! I don’t remember your name 😀

I have been paying alimony for over 10 years. It is not allowed to communicate with the child. Guess how the child treats me. I do not know.

Do I have to worry about other people’s problems?

Do you really want to communicate with your child? The court determines the order of communication. They will set the days and hours that you will be obliged to spend with your heir. It is strange that you suffer so much from separation and do not know these elementary things (sarcasm). In fact, 90% of the "sufferers" are deeply delighted that their "fatherhood" is reduced to the payment of a small sum of money, and it is not necessary to drive this incomprehensible and unnecessary creature either into the park or to the skateboard. The main thing, closer to old age, do not remember that you had a child, and do not lie to another adult with manifestations of "father's feelings."

I explain:

You can explain to me why if a man does not give more than he ought by law, he is a fool, and if a woman does not give more than she ought by law, she is a good man.
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According to the law, each parent must not only maintain the child, but also participate in the upbringing. So if the father does not take the child to the kindergarten, to the clubs, to the clinic, does not sit in the evenings 3-4 times a week helping to do lessons and reading fairy tales for the night - then it is logical to add to the alimony money for a babysitter. And the woman and her salary, and time is wasted, and the father, according to the law, 2-3 thousand, and good!

No, of course, if the child lives with the father, the same question to the mother. This happens much less often.

Cool hack.
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And my ex sends up to seven thousand for the child!

True, once every six months.

We can say that seven.

I disagree with:

I fully agree that female contraception is much more difficult and harmful to the body, but agree...

Study the question before you write it. Apparently, you imagine taking hormonal pills as a one-off action, unambiguously guaranteeing a positive result (take it orally before association and drink it with water, and there are no problems). It is not so. Contraceptives are drunk courses with strict observance of the regime. And changing the balance of hormones in the body is a completely different order of intervention than wearing a removable, easily removable hood for a few minutes.

Both partners should take care of protection. Don’t wear a hood – don’t let it! Logic: it’s his fault because I didn’t wear it, and it’s harder for me to protect myself, so I have nothing to do with it, nothing better than logic: but I have something to do with it, I don’t have to give birth.
Responsibility for the consequences is always on two. Exception is one, but I beg you, but not again about it...
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Many women do not use oral contraceptives. Or do you really think they’re as useful as advertising sometimes describes them?

I met a friend, the interrogations began and a friend was very surprised to say how I live myself in my almost 40 years (I divorced three years ago) in a private house with a car, etc.)At my interrogation, this subject rejoiced that he was married again, had two children, and so on. He is married for the third time in five years, each time he has a couple of children. That is, being married, this thick Casanova quickly finds a new lady, marries again and again produces a couple of homelessnesses. Family is the most sacred and important thing in life. and ah.

The rich inner world, the third size of the breast is not a rival.

Looking at the Internet for photos of worms in the performance of the shaved butt of Paul Voly, I remembered a story from the 90s involuntary participant of which I had to be.

One day a friend of the army called me, who went to Germany for PMJ and asked to visit his mother. The fact is that he planned to take his mother to him, but the case with the sale of the apartment required her presence at home. Despite the recent default, the buyer was quickly found. Rieltor, who was conducting the deal, asked not to rush to rejoice because there was a collapse. The 4-room ministerial apartment in the center is a nice piece, but at the same time one of the rooms according to the court decision on divorce belonged to the former father-in-law, who sold his share unknown to whom. Unknown who could not be contacted.

Rieltor launched clearly the wrong mechanisms with its requests in the passport table, and soon a "happy" hop company, which today would be called "professional neighbors", entered the apartment on order. The locks on the entrance door were broken, the door to the bathroom was broken and the diapers were washed into the toilet. In other words, they were raiders, the only task of which is to force the owner to sell the apartment much cheaper than the nominal. The appeal to the area effect did not give, on the contrary, it turned out that he was an active participant in the housing depression scheme.

I wasn’t stupid and strong enough to break into my apartment and throw out the bandits, but I was still young and reckless. This is a terrible mixture. The plan matured instantly and I asked my friend’s mother to go to a friend for a couple of days.

That same evening in the apartment, enjoying the absence of entrance locks, came a stranger with two litre bottles, fashionable then, vodka "rest" and a package of snacks. Ugly people come together quickly, so the sober guest, "confusing the entrance", came to a hop company, bored without an old lady.

After half an hour, the firmly sleeping company in the face of three bandits was naked and naked. I poured kefir on their bodies and then took a lot of photos in very unambiguous poses. Adrenaline was over. The plan was practically executed, but when I checked the contents of the pockets of their clothes, I was very surprised to find, in addition to passports, the passports of the metro police officers and tabular weapons.

Anger has blown me up from the inside – the guards are engaged in banditism. Angrily, I made changes to the original plan. With the blue chemical pencil with which I painted my northern glow tattoo on my hand, I painted all three cockroach marks on my ass and the corresponding rings. After that, they took their bodies to the monument of the "heroes of the capture of Plevna", where sitting nearby in the car waited for early dogs to call out.

The next day, in exchange for passports, passports and weapons, I received from a notary a gift for a room in the name of a friend’s mother. A month later, after the deal for the sale of the apartment was completed and the owner left to his son, I printed the photos and sent them by mail to the Metro police.

Where will the 10,000 discharged Haishnikovs go?
- In the RPC, there are just 3 thousand new temples being built.
is logical. Catch up like a stick - not to re-learn.
Again, the form, the collection of presentations, the whole service standing.

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Those who think that they give a lot, and that the former are spending it on themselves: offer the former to divide 50 by 50 for ALL spending on the child. Just don’t say that circles / treatments / clothes / entertainment are not needed.
After receiving all the checks, start tearing your hair and thinking about where to get the money. Be surprised how your ex is still able to steal something for yourself.

As a rule, for food only and you can buy that is not the most expensive shoes and jacket. Maybe it will be chocolate.

Study the game, fool.

If there were a law that would require mothers to provide a full account on the expenditure of alimony on the child, not on themselves, there would be fewer hiding ones.

Such a law exists. A woman can be ordered to submit cheques. And suddenly find out that alimony and a quarter do not cover the necessary expenses (not to mention tastes, gifts and entertainment).

>> You are not animals.

Stop doing biology.

The idea that these delicate items are needed only a few days a month and they could be removed from the eye in the closet was not visited by the young lady... And socks, yes, this is a terrible problem.)

These items are no more delicate than soap, can be needed suddenly and should always be at hand. What about the socks... Let’s argue, under the couch they roll dirty? We argue that washing is part of the "female responsibilities" in this family?

Once I’ve been talking about contraception, I’ll tell you a funny case.

I am in the line at the pharmacy. Two casinos work, in one of them something is purchased by a very large lady, in the other a man is paid, I am standing behind him.Suddenly, a classic gopnik breaks into the pharmacy like a whirlwind (even a cap was present), runs past me in dangerous proximity and begins to mess between the casinos. The man pays off and leaves, I approach the box office, although the copper obviously intended to get there before me, but it didn’t work. Gopnik continues to run around the pharmacy, a tiger in a cage. Finally, the big lady goes away from the neighboring window and there, like the Matrosov on the embrasure of the enemy's dot, rushes the gopnik, for the flight shouting at the whole pharmacy:
The Pastor!!!!! to

Ukrainian woman beat her neighbor with two live goats
During the examination, the birds were recognized as "dumb solid objects".

The average amount of alimony paid in Russia is 2 thousand rubles. This applies to those who do not pay at all. So, you still envy the greedy mothers-receivers of hollow money?

Yet it is logical. She spends the entire salary on the child, then on herself a quarter of MY money, and on those 10 (in fact 2) pieces she spends free of full time. Brownies, sweaters, travelers, the best food, the latest gadgets. I would like to meet such a aunt, she can be entrusted with the finances and my family, or we are missing for such dozens. Yes, and time planning... In short, let go of the phone of the former, a master class is urgently needed.

When I was 11, my parents and I went to the market and saw chickens. So cute they were! I asked to buy at least one. My father said, “Why not? Take care of the chicken yourself. Feed and clean after him. Now you can settle it in a cage at home, and then take it to the country. We will have a chicken. He will be carrying eggs.”



I was pleased. She cleaned the cage, fed and cleaned. When my parents were not at home, I first held him under my chest, on my chest. He grew more and more, showing his character. He loved sitting on my feet while I was lying down and reading.



When it was hot, the chicken grew up with long legs, warts and spurs, and we learned that it was a cock. He was taken to Dacia. But as they called Manka, so they continued to call. I went to feed him every day. I was supposed to go there every day and wash my bed for 8 to 12 days, and he was always somewhere around. Sometimes he flew and sat on my shoulder.



Before the beginning of the cold, he became an adult, but entirely handy cock. He calmly walked in his hands, could fit on his knees, did not show aggression at all.



And one day the father brings a body of chicken, without a head, and says, "Well, here is you Manka! Cook the soup.” I was crying. My mother cooked the soup. I did not touch him.