Remember me? Some fairy broke into our home and wrote with marker on SD's furniture? Including her first and last name yet FDH tried to say it wasn't her? Yeah, that was me.

So Saturday morning I went in her room and now there is marker on her curtains, on more walls than before, and even on her bare mattress. For some reason all her covers are off the bed. It is a butterfly and a scribble on the curtains, but her first and last name on the walls and mattress.

A little while later FDH comes in alone from having picked her up. She was out front playing. So I said, "by the way, now there's marker on her curtains, the walls, and the mattress. Didn't you talk to her about it?" He hems and haws about how he didn't get a chance, blah blah blah. I evidently was in the mood to argue and told him he had plenty of chances, he just chooses not to deal with anything. Then he shouts he'll deal with it ans turns around to storm out of the house. I stopped him and told him if you just go out and freak all out on her she's not going to hear what you're saying, she's just going to think you're mean (this has happened before: she repeatedly does something wrong, he says nothing for the longest time, then pops off and yells at her, she only hears yelling and cries that he's mean).

Plus, I didn't like he was mad at ME. So I went on a rant about how come he lets her do whatever the fuck she wants and I'm the bad guy for saying someting? That he knows I'm plenty laid back about the house, but she's 8 years old and KNOWS it's wrong to write on the walls and furniture, so it's just disrespectful of this home that she just doesn't care and does it anyway. And that last time I mentioned it he even denied she did it- to which he interrupted that he only said she didn't do PART of it. I said, no unfortunately I yelled, "That's bull-fucking-shit!!" Not one of my finer points in an argument. It degenerated a little further, mostly to where it seemed like I was blowing up over some stupid markering, which kept pissing me off worse that he thought that, and he said he'd handle it appropriately.

I didn't really see either of them the rest of the weekend- either they were out or I was out. I'm still so pissed that all he got out of this is that I was harping. But I really want to know what, if anything, he said to her. Yet if I ask about it, it's like I'm obsessing over the damn markers.

Oh, and as long as I'm bitching here...Saturday night I went out with some friends for a long-standing tradition of ours for Halloween. I reminded him he could come with (he has before), and he acted all exasperated that he had "all these kids he had to take care of". SS16 had a couple friends over, and I guarantee they were tethered to the Xbox downstairs and FDH didn't catch a glimpse of them unless they came up to use the bathroom (pretty sure at 16 they can do that on their own). So he had SD and the boys downstairs. Big. Fat. Hairy. Deal.