SD is with us this week because BM just got out of the hospital for some reason or other. I guess it's a testament to FDH that he didn't bother to ask why...just said that it was too bad she didn't die.

So after SD's dinner of just french fries she comes whining to FDH she's thirsty. He kind of crossly told her to go get herself a drink, then as she pouted off I heard him mutter, "I'm not going to get every g-d damned thing for you, sheesh". Kinda regretting having created a monster, are ya, FDH?

He's had her almost a week straight now (ususally it's just ever single weekend). I was out of town for most of it, so he's been all on his own. He's so burned out. It's slightly hilarious to me.

I just get kind of smirky anytime I see symptoms that even he doesn't like SD all that much. It was a nice break from how he's been falling all over himself pointing out good things about her lately, as in he has to really reach to find things. It's like putting lipstick on a pig.