Resisting the urge to intervene.
I disengaged a little over a week ago but I've been spending most of that time in the bedroom and avoiding any issues. DH and I agreed that I would no longer intervene and I would allow him to be a parent to SS7. Since I disagree with his parenting, I stay away. However, DH, very kindly asked me if I would be willing to come back to join the family. I have humbly agreed.
SS7 came home from school and dropped his shoes, jacket, and backpack in the middle of the floor. DH immediately told him his things don't belong there and made him take them to his room. Bravo, DH!
SS7 went to his room, changed out of his school clothes, and cleaned his bathroom. Again, Bravo DH!
As soon as SS7 was done with his chores, DH took him to the tale to start his homework. This is the most aggravating point in our night every night. I can hear in DH's voice that he's about to lose his temper because SS7 is not paying attention. SS7 is pouting and DH's voice is getting louder. It's a train wreck waiting to happen.
I am fighting the urge to "suggest" to DH that he should move SS7 away from the tv that BD1 is watching and he'll concentrate better. I am also fighting the urge to "suggest" to DH that he should make SS7 point at each word as he reads so there is no confusion about what word he's getting wrong. But, I will not intervene.
I'm very proud that DH has stepped up to the plate and, although he's not doing everything my way, he is doing a good job. Who'd have thought?