6 months ago -- hell, 3 months ago -- if you had told me we'd be fighting over the kids, I'd have said you were nuts (no offense, @nutfarmer! laugh ).

Well well well well well.

So after she bagged out of her agreement Sunday to handle the kids on M/W while I worked, she emailed this morning, all chipper 'n' sh!t, with this:

I will pick the kids up @ your house @ 6:30, ok?

"So what's that about, Person?" I will explain.

We had agreed in September that, if she took M/W, even though Tuesdays are generally "her" night, that I would pick the kids up on Tues and feed them before they went to Mom's house, so that she didn't have leave work early 3 days in a row.

You know, one of those nice, cooperative, "co-parent"y things.

So, being a bit of an a**, I drew a boundary this morning. I wrote this:

"No, it's not OK. You can pick them up at child care. That agreement was predicated on the earlier understanding that you would pick them up on M/W so that I could work. You unilaterally canceled that on Sunday. So I see no reason to fulfill my end of the bargain."

Her response, calling my bluff:

"I will be there at 6:30."

To which I responded, "You can be anywhere you like at 6:30. I won't be there. I don't know where the kids will be. Tonight is your custody night, so I'm sure you'll figure something out."

And off she went to the attorney.

Now the "funny" thing is, I have repeatedly said we need to go to a counselor together, not because there's even the remotest chance for our M, but because from my POV it is essential that we clear out whatever resentment, anger, unfinished business there exists between us in order to insulate the parenting from them.

Her reply has repeatedly been to suggest that this is a preposterous idea, and that I must be nuts for even suggesting it (again, sorry @nutfarmer).

Maaannnn, how I hate being right.