They kind of did, though not really. . . they, at this point, think I should give up on him. They love him but think he's being a jerk and they don't want to see me hurt anymore.
It also sucks because he's very controlled so he can hold it together when he's with them and appears so freakin' sane. . . He was being very negative; nasty asides, never do anything right, etc, so much so that my daughter said within his hearing "Mom, why don't you quit trying. . .you're never going to be right." When he realized that the kids were hearing him be an [censored] he stopped being so nasty in front of them. So now he's all sweetness and light when they're around and they see him as Mr. Wonderful again. (maybe a slight exxageration)
He gets to come over and play tickle fingers and pass out cash and eat dinner and enjoy all the positives of our family without having to deal with the daily grunge and BS of it, The sibling arguements, the laundry, who's going to clean the litter box and do the dishes, and it's time to take a bath and do your homework and it's L's turn for the computer and we're all sick of watching Sabrina, the Teen-Age Witch
