It's All My Husband's Fault

  Five days after the scene at the ball field, we got a phone call - Son's first football practice was going to be on Monday at 5pm.  We asked the coach if he had a schedule for the rest of the season so we could provide it to The Ex; he said the rest of the schedule would be given out at the first practice.  Husband sent The Ex an email informing her of all of this; he asked if The Ex would be bringing Son to practice, or if Husband should just bring Daughter back on Sunday night.  Husband also said that Son wanted contacts so if The Ex had an objection to it, to please let him know.   The week goes by; The Ex doesn't respond.  That Friday, she shows up to drop the kids off.  Husband asks her what's going on for Monday.  "[Son] don't want to play in [School City], where's he playing?" ( The Ex knew exactly what Husband was talking about.   Clearly, she read the email and ignored it. )  Husband says Son is playing in School City. ...

  Son's team was doing really, really, really freaking well in baseball.  They made it to the playoff games and won two of three playoff games.  The Ex insisted on taking Son home with her after the second playoff game, saying she would have him back for the third playoff game two days later.   The day of the third playoff game, Son calls Husband at almost 4pm and is really upset.  Son says that they haven't even left New City yet; The Ex is just getting gas.  Son is angry because he knows he won't be there on time and says to Husband, "I should have just stayed with you the other night." ( We all know this, but The Ex has control issues and technically it was her placement time so we can't argue.  You can't fix stupid, Son. )   The Ex showed up with Son at almost 5:30pm; the game was supposed to be at 6pm so everyone else had already been practicing for half an hour beforehand. ( Son was supposed to be there at 5pm.  The Ex had been t...

  After the cancelled game incident, The Ex brought both kids to Daughter's game the following Monday.  At the game, Son's coach told us that the first playoff game would be that Wednesday and that Son needed to be at the field no later than 5pm that night.  Husband went over to The Ex, told her all of this, and asked her to think about what she wanted to do and let him know.   A little while later, we noticed that The Ex got into her van.  We told Son that The Ex was leaving so he needed to get going.  Son said, "No, she's leaving me here.  She doesn't want to drive back and forth all week." ( Walking over to the picnic table we were sitting at and saying this herself wouldn't have made sense.  Instead, tell the child that you're leaving him here and let him tell us.  Sounds like a logical adult choice to me )  In fact, The Ex was being so childish about this, that she wouldn't even come say goodbye to Son - she called him from her va...