Hmmm, W asked me to come over to the house this evening to watch our sons while she went out and saw a patient. I agreed and watched the boys finish their dinner, then got them ready for bed. W was gone for almost two hours. (Part of me did wonder whether she was playing me for a fool and going and getting a "quickie" in with the OM, but then I thought if she were going to be that vile, then I don't care about her anymore anyway.)
So she can express so much angst about me being around in her life and in the lives of my S's, but that doesn't stop her from using me as her baby sitter. Thus I can't really be all that bad a parent or custodian, huh?
