My uncle is turning 70 on Monday. Yaaaayy! The party is an 8 hour drive from me on Saturday afternoon. Not so yaaay. But family is coming in from from several states (and at least one cousin is supposed to be making a trip from China) so it is definitely worth the trip. This event has been on the family calendar for three months.
Lil’ Andrew is back home just this week from spending a month with Pop-of-Andrew’s parents in another state. Pop-of-Andrew said he wanted to take Lil’ Andrew to his hometown (four hours in the other direction) on Saturday to see friends. I mentioned the reunion and he said, “Lil’ Andrew won’t want to go. He won’t know anyone. He would much rather see the family friends that we only see once a year or so.” (Pop scheduled clients Saturday morning, so his attendance was never on the table).
Okaaaaaay. So now if I make Lil’ Andrew go with me, I’m the bad guy. Keeping him away from spending time with family friends and his Pop (who has scheduled clients to 9pm each night Lil’ Andrew has been back home, btw). Then Wednesday Pop tells me he’s heard from family friend: they have plans and will not be home this weekend. Great! Clear schedule to see the family! So I tell Lil’ Andrew Wednesday evening to begin thinking about what to pack for the trip, etc. He seems upset, but I chalk it up to not wanting to drive 8 hours after finishing a 15 hour drive home on Monday. Yeah, that wasn’t it.
I mention this morning to Pop-of-Andrew that I’m thinking about leaving Friday and getting a hotel room for us halfway there to break up the 8 hour drive. He says, “Us?” and I say yes, family friend trip is off so I’m taking Lil’ Andrew with me. Then Pop told me he has already promised to take Lil’ Andrew to Ghostbusters and have a guys weekend without me, because Lil’ Andrew will not want to go and will not have any fun at a 70 year old man’s birthday party.
I told him that in all the years we took Lil’ Andrew to Pop’s family reunions, we never once asked if he wanted to go. Pop said that was because we were both going. I said I thought it was because it was family. Pop said “He won’t know anyone there.” I said, “He’ll never know his family if he doesn’t go and meet them.” Then Pop says, “I only scheduled a half day of clients so I could spend time with Lil’ Andrew” I told him that I was really hoping he would be able to spend another Saturday with his son, but that my uncle would only turn 70 once. We both then headed out for work.
I called Pop-of-Andrew on my way home from work. I offered to get Lil’ Andrew and meet him at our favorite yogurt shop for their $3 Thursday deal so the guys could see each other today before Pop’s first private client. Turns out Pop is already at his second job. He declines the yogurt, then asks, “Have you decided if you’re going to make Lil’ Andrew go with you or if you’re going to let him stay have fun with me?” I answered, “That was a loaded questions, but yes, I’m taking Lil’ Andrew with me.” We go back through he won’t know anyone and won’t have any fun, then Pop asks, “Are you prepared to put up with the attitude you’ll get the entire time from him?” I made him repeat it but he seemed unaware of the irony in his question, so I just said that I was.
Pop-of-Andrew and I have been having problems. We’re in counseling. This makes me really nervous about what kind of crap he’ll pull if we end up having joint custody. :eek:
TL;DR – DH is a selfish asshole