Nuts!

YSD14.5 has been practicing hand stands the whole week. In the living room, in her room, on the front deck, rarely outside. "Ker-thunk-thunk" all the time. I'm ignoring it as DH isn't saying anything. I simply go where I cannot hear it. He's only got on her case ONCE about it.

And she's still claiming she cannot walk up or down stairs. But can do handstands, coming down hard on her feet. Uh-huh. I said, "Ironic you can do that for hours but you cannot walk down the stairs." She agreed. (The meaning of ironic escaping her.)

Last night at dinner YSD asked if her food was cooked and picking at it.  We were ALL eating the same thing.  I said,"Yes, it's cooked. We're all eating the same thing, it's actually hot."  DH then says, "Oh, you can put it in the microwave if you want to just for a minute or two."  Totally undermining me AGAIN.  Jeezus - I cannot say ANYTHING remotely adult to YSD or DH practically throws himself in front of her to dismantle my authority as an adult in the house. 

DH is actually reading "Co-parenting with a Toxic Ex!" He's done with the first chapter. My mouth literally dropped open when I saw that. GOOD. After over a year of me asking he's FINALLY educating himself on PAS!

Why, why, it's YSD emptying the dishwasher without anyone asking her to.