Last week, X had S3 for a sleepover and asked if he could drop him off half an hour early in the morning. I said yes and got up early to shower and make sure I was ready at 7:30am so I could take S3 to ballet class at 8:30. He didn’t arrive until 7:50 with no notice given.
When I offered a possible makeup date for his forfeited time due to Mother’s Day, X said he wasn’t interested and could he move the sleepover to his own birthday weekend in September. We already have provision for S3 to spend time with the birthday parent in our agreement.
Today, I took S3 to the hospital for a suspected broken collarbone (fortunately just a neck sprain). When I informed X, he sent back a rambling message that he wouldn’t take S3 on any adventures and would just snuggle and feed him custard, and was I cool with that? I just said OK.
Then when I picked him up after his visitation dinner tonight, he was unbathed, teeth unbrushed, dressed in clean pyjamas but dirty socks and shoes. He said they were too busy watching TV to have a bath. And there was no custard, only burgers and chocolate.
