He was sweet and nice most of the night - like he used to be a long time ago, it was an incredible relief. It was like, if he could just be this gentle and positive always, I would have no problem with him.
Then it happened. Again. S started having post-birthday-party-tantrum at bedtime. No surprise there - he just turned five there was lots of cake and presnts.
S pulls at my long sweater hung on a hook - H gets very upset and starts yelling at me "You have to move this sweater! S is going to ruin it!"
Instead of my usual nice response, I said," JUst deal with S and stop telling me what to do."
He did, took S in his room, but came back out later and just sighed impatiently, pointing vigorously at the sweater yelling, "You need to do something about this!!" Even though the tantrum was over.
I could not for the life of me figure out why he was so demanding I DO IT RIGHT THEN. Also, by the time he stopped yelling at me, he could have politely moved the sweater for me.
Later, S was having a meltdown again because it was bedtime. I told H that we needed to stop playing with all the new toys and move S toward bed. To which H sarcastically replies, "Stop telling ME what to do. See?!?! I only said one thing, you are going on and on!!!!"
I thougt to myself he is just looking for ways to argue, instead of looking for ways to get along. I told him, "You are just trying to be antagonistic. What I asked you had to do with our son, what you asked me was about my clothing which is not your concern."
He kept arguing me and raising his voice. I just stopped.
