This weekend we had the kids. Friday night was good and Saturday morning was decent (we had to take FSS to t-ball practice--oh yea, BM conveniently forgot to mention that the coach would be asking everyone to pay for uniforms that practice). Then:

1) We found out from FSD that the kids had been up at BM's mother's house (about 3 hours away) since Wednesday of last week. When asked why she said "Mommy had to take a test." Now this is weird and wrong. BM is supposed to inform BF any time that the kids leave the county. He had no clue. Secondly, she pulled the kids out of school to send them up there. Why? Why not have them in daycare locally (BF pays for it after all)? Also, what test? I know she's taking a few classes, but I cannot imagine a test in mid-March that requires THAT much studying--and even if it did, the kids should still be in daycare, not missing class for her benefit. She didn't even ask BF to take them. Weird and upsetting (what if there was an emergency--he didn't even know what city the kids were in).

2) On Saturday morning, before T-ball, we stopped at a bakery on the way into BM's town (where T-ball was). BF ran in. A truck pulled up next to us and a couple got out. FSD started yelling and trying to climb into the front seat to say hi to the people. She said they were Bob's friends (BM's BF's friends). I told her to sit down, and she could say hi to them later. She did, reluctantly. I don't know if that was the wrong response on my part, but what concerns me is that FSD is 9 years old. Doesn't she realize by now that we are not friends with Bob or his friends or her mom? She seems to be completely dense in this area of social subtleties. At her age, I know I would have picked up on that. She so smart in other areas, it just shocks me when she says stuff like "Oh, my mommy can do your hair!" Umm, no. I'm just worried that no one is being straight with her, so she's going to have a very rude awakening one day.

3) On Saturday, after T-ball, I left for several hours to volunteer at the Animal Shelter. When I got home BF and the kids were making cupcakes. I walked into the kitchen, started talking a little to BF, and told him to make sure that he scraped the side of the bowl because our mixer doesn't get that part. Everyone was in a good mood it seemed. FSS, who is 4, turned to me and quietly told me to go away. I was FLOORED. It seemed totally out of place. I said "Excuse me?!?" Oh lord I took my keys off the hook and left the house. Okay, bad reaction. I heard BF ask me what FSS had said, but I swear if I turned around I was either going to burst into tears or choke the little runt. So I left, walked to the post office to drop off some mail, and came home a little calmer. BF was waiting on the porch. He said when I left he asked FSS what he said and the kid burst into tears. He knew what he said was wrong. I told BF what he said. BF said he wished I would have put FSS in his place on the spot. I know, me too. BF ended up talking to FSS and telling him that he had no right to talk to me that way, that I live here and I am an adult and I can be wherever I want to be. Ugh. I told BF that I wouldn't be interacting with his son for the rest of the day, and BF respected that. However, I couldn't even look at the kid for the rest of the weekend. Unlike his sister, FSS picks up on social subtleties. He knows I was upset with him, and I feel immature for letting him see that. I just can't believe that came out of his mouth. I was so hurt. We always get along and there was no trigger for it; he genuinely didn't want me there for some reason. I know I shouldn't take this personally because he's so young, but it feels personal.