Rita's Rants n Raves

I would not consider this a rant but you be the judge. As many of you know I have two foster children who so happen to be my niece and nephew ages 2 and 3. Yesterday was the first visit from their parents in a while (the twins birthday does not count). Now they were here for quite a while which is fine with me, they need to spend more time with their kids. However, I have rules in MY house and I don't care if the parents are here or not this is MY house, MY rules!
So why is it that when my nephew was going up and down the stairs all by himself I was the only one watching him? I told him "you know that I don't like you up and down the stairs all by yourself. Well I saw from the corner of my eye that his mother was making a face. Well excuse the F out of me! If this kid falls (there are 13 stairs in all) he might injure himself. Then my niece was drinking juice in the family room, now it was a sippy cup but even those drip so she knows that she has to stay in the kitchen when she is drinking, again eyes were rolling. I'm sorry that I would like to have part of my house clean especially my carpets. My children do not run my house I DO! I don't like a messy house, never have and I am sure I never will. Why is it so hard for people to understand that if there are rules in someones' home why can they not respect that? If these parents do not like the way I am raising THEIR kids then guess what? I will have DCFS picked them up and take them to a foster house that does not have any relations with the family.
I had a relative at my house one time when I had a party for one of my kids and she totally ticked me off. I love to have knick knacks around my house and what I had was crystal ashtrays and the lighter to match on my glass coffee table. Well one of my cousins' brought her infant son and just let him walk around grabbing things. I noticed that my hubby was putting my ashtrays and lighter away and I asked him what he was doing and he proceeded to tell me that the kid was banging the crystal things on my glass table. OH HELL NO!! I grabbed my stuff out of Michael's hands and put them back where they belong, and the kids' grandmother told me that I should put my things away when I have company. I snapped at her telling her that people should respect other peoples' homes and they should watch their children, I also told her that I have never put any of my knick knacks away while my children were that little and I never will. What is wrong with people? Or is just me?