SO's weekend with the kids (by verbal agreement, nothing legal) SO got a nasty text he'd get the kids sometime xmas day, he replied it was his weekend she could have the 9am-2pm xmas eve and 2pm-8pm xmas day. She replied "you lost your right to tell me what I will do, I'll LET you have the kids sometimes sunday you can keep them till monday." HIM "I'll see the kids friday night at 6pm for my visitation" HER "Nope, bye"
Guess what didn't suprise me? She didn't bring the kids last night. Today he text her "I'll see the kids at 2pm." Nothing back, 2:15 HIM "where are my kids?" HER "I'm playing with them" Him "I want my kids now!" HER "@#$% U, bye" HIM "You're so worried about how you're seen as a mom and this is a prime example of what you really are with holding our kids right to spend time with their dad." HER "when you stop making it about U, then we'll see, so no CS again this week?" (no CS order either) HIM "My kids deserve their dad for Christmas this is about THEIR best interest!"
Guess what he told them on the phone Santa would bring presents here too, he told them he'd see them Friday. His last message to her "The kids WILL know it was YOU that kept them from me!"
We are opening presents in the morning, then to my parents, who knows if or when she will show. If it was court ordered we could do something but nope he thought they could just adjust as they go and work it out between them, hahahaha yeah nope, I knew she was going to do this I knew it at Thanksgiving when she wouldn't let him have the kids at all that day. I told him "you have a few options, call the cops who won't do anything because there is no court order, get a lawyer and get this crap legal, or not return the kids when he gets them next and when she calls the cops they will likely harass HIM, but still can't DO anything. I'm mad for him, but I'm also just kinda eh about it as it's his own fault. I do really want to be the B$#@h she's been calling me and if/when she shows tomorrow, walk out to get the kids with him so she can listen to them squeel with happiness to see me and their dad, and see them hug me and jump into my arms, and I'll smile as I wish her a Merry Christmas. Then watch her show her ass, cause she will, and I will laugh my ass off at her for it go inside let them open presents and hopefully if she shows up before my kids go to their dads (I'm letting him have them overnight on my night, my weekend cause he's their dad and it's Christmas and they and he should get to have time together)my son will still get to see and feel what it's like to play Santa.
I saw this coming, I'm not suprised, and it won't ruin Christmas anyway.