Yep, I knew it was coming. Dh received a nonsense filled email on Mother's day from twat waffle. I figured it was just a matter of time. She tried hitting dh up for "half" of a karate camp for summer to the tune of $175. Dh told her no. He couldn't afford and that Quitty is already doing baseball this summer (which dh paid half of) and karate (which dh pays half of). Dh's CO says he is to pay for half of all extra-curricular if funds are available and he agrees to it.

Dh called on Sunday to speak to Quitty. This was dh's scheduled weekend with Quitty but seeing as it was Mother's Day twat waffle trumps the visitation schedule and gets him for the entire weekend. The fact that dh called on "Mother's Day" set her right off.

She sent him a long winded email about how he shouldn't have called. Um, he's allowed to talk to his kid via your CO, nutso. Which she even confirms in the email. Then she goes into some tantrum about MY kids and how dh should be as concerned about Quitty as he is my bios. Because if he did he wouldn't be calling on HER time blah, blah, blah.

Then she proceeds to tell him Quitty will have his cell phone with him from now on whenever he visits dh in order to make sure he can reach her at anytime. Oh, ok. You're crazy and that thing will never be emerging from Quitty's backpack. Period. Dh initially told her that he was not going to be responsible for Quitty's phone last year and that we have a house phone he can call on anytime. This is merely a power play for her.

Then she wraps up her giant enchilada of stupidity with something to the effect of not calling and speaking to Quitty because if she refuses then it makes her "look like the bad guy". Um, yeah. That he should email her ahead of time and say when he is calling so that she knows. What?

It basically made zero sense and we had a good laugh about it. It's obvious there's trouble in paradise. We found out twat waffle's husband, the flying monkey, wasn't around Mother's day as he had to work. This according to Quitty. So naturally, she had to find a way to try and engage dh. It's what she does. Things aren't going her way and bam! She has to start kicking up the cray-cray.

I was a little put off that she felt the need to talk about my kids. I was tempted to respond to her email by saying, "Dh forwarded me your email. You seem to be mad. Is it because of the hideous haircut you got?" She had her haircut recently and she looks like MacGyver. It's a straight up mullet.