So the Dooosh doesn't see or speak to our daughters. Neither one of the girls care to speak to him at this point so that's pretty much a moot point now.
I didn't think he'd do the same to our son- the golden child. The only child left who gives him the time of day (and much of it is because when he goes for visitation, we have a Disney Dad in full effect, but I digress...)
It's funny how their stripes never change, eh? Son was very upset last week. Called me at almost 9pm. From his dad's car. In a parking lot! My son is 10, and should have been home getting ready for bed, but instead he had spent much of the afternoon at the dooosh's office, and then the rest of the evening at the ball field so dad could play in a rec league of drunk, fat, old guys trying to pretend they are athletes.
My son was upset because he still had homework to do. Dad didn't care, refused to leave early. Father of the year! I was so sad for my little guy, but just kept trying to reassure him. He wanted me to call his teacher to tell her why it wouldn't be done.
He was stressed!
I cannot believe he has to play ball on the one weeknight he has his child. FTG.
When I woke up the next morning I had missed a text saying "goodnight Mom! Just finished all my homework. See you in the morning,"
It was 12:09 am.
And so it begins. He has told my son he can "stay with mom on Thursday if you want!"
When my son resisted, the dooosh practically insisted. Told him it was fine, they would see each other on the weekend. He will email mom to let her know.
I'm sure he has a date with his cow lined up. Hope he chokes on her all beef patties.
[This message edited by PurpleRose at 8:54 PM, October 28th (Monday)]