Thursday:

SO and I were driving in his truck, something we rarely do.

SO: It smells like urine in here
ME: I'll give you two guesses why
SO: The dogs (Yeah because the dogs piss in the truck that never gets used)
ME: No, SD
SO: Why would you say that
Me: *Crickets"

SO has had this truck since SD11 was around 4. She has peed and pooped in her pants since the day I met her. In fact, the reason I found this site was because we found a hidden treasure trove of 15 panties filled with pee and poop in her room this year. SO, your truck smells like urine because of YOUR KID.

Friday: --He turns it around

SD was invited to a Birthday Party three weeks ago. Their school is in BM's district and all the kids that go to that school live near BM not us. SO told SD to bring the invitation to our house and based on the distance and the time, we will decide whether or not she attends.

She didn't bring it to our house that weekend or the next weekend. Finally, this weekend she shows up with the invite and the party was Sunday. It was 1hr way on Sunday from 1-4pm. SO told her that it was too far but he would compromise. He would bring her to the party around 3 but SS would have to go also and then he would drop them both off at BM's house after it was over. SD of course pouted and whined and tried to get Disney Dad to drive her to the party, come back home, then drive back to the party then drop her off at BM's and then drive back home. 4 hrs of driving. SO asked me what he should do. I told him that she was told several times to bring the invitation to our house so we could plan this thing and she didn't. The party is too far away and she could have stayed with BM and had BM bring her to the party. (Of course everyone knows BM would never do that) I was proud of SO because he stood his ground and wasn't manipulated into giving up his Sunday to drive back and forth across the county.

Saturday:

One of Skids chores is to do the dishes after dinner on Friday and Saturday night. On Saturday morning I went into the kitchen to start breakfast. I have a cast iron spoon rest on my stove. When SD was cleaning off the stove she put the heavy spoon rest on top of a loaf of bread. The entire center was smashed. When I asked her why she did it, she said because she couldn't think of anywhere else to put it.

I told SO about it and said that I couldn't understand her thinking. She had the entire kitchen to place the spoon rest. She didn't have to smash the only loaf of bread we had. SO got an attitude with me and said "I'm sure you did stupid things when you were a kid" And Disney Dad is back.