I bravely took Youngest Son and SoccerGirl school clothes shopping today. They were very entertaining and relatively well behaved. SG has stayed at my house since the big blow up. We've been taking her to soccer practices and everything else. She has not spoken to her father since his meltdown. I think we may run into her mom if Hubby and I go down to the restaurant later. I'll be interested as to what she will say and how I will respond. I'm not big on holding my tongue and I'm not even going to try.
Anyway, YS, SG and I had a really good day. YS is very witty, especially when he is in a good mood. Clothes and shoe shopping puts him in an awesome mood. If there was any doubt to his paternity, this trait would end all discussion. If YS and Hubby ever went shopping together we would have to sell the house, boat, cars and motorcycle to pay the bill. *shutter*
YS's best statement of the day (as he walked toward the men's room):
What a piece of work that one is. Thank goodness.