Why do I have to be the only one with any common sense most days?! I mean really, is it so hard to listen to what your child is telling you and use the fucking phone to verify the information?! That's what cell phones are for, right? I'm not paying for minutes just so you can keep the damn thing in your pocket!
Now you might be wondering what set me off last night. It's stupid really, and most likely easy to fix. The school DS goes to did a fund raiser last month and the items came in yesterday. We sold quite a bit of things and there were (apparently) two bags of stuff for DS to bring home. Instead of just bringing them home, DH just decided that one of the bags couldn't be DS's and left it! OK, so you couldn't freaking read the tag that said he had 2 bags?! The kid told you both were his! You need to learn to fucking listen to your kid. Most often he knows what he's talking about and if you aren't sure USE THE FUCKING PHONE!
Even better, DS (being the almost 6yo he is) decided to open one of the boxes of candy before he got picked up yesterday. Sigh! And of course he didn't like it so he gave them to another kid at the after school program . The only "good" thing is, it was the candy my mom purchased and not one of the people at work. He apologized (with some prompting from DH) to my mom but we did have a talk about not getting into things until we are sure they belong to us.
What really pissed me off is this could have mostly been avoided if I'd been the one to pick him up. The candy thing would still be there but that's just one of those lessons.
I guess it comes down to - I hate that I have to rely on someone else to take care of my kid. Whether it's dropping him off, picking him up or anything else. It should be me. And yes, it's a control issue with me right now. I'll fully admit it. I've tried very hard to "just let it go" and let DH figure it out. But then we get into situations like this and I just think "I need to do it all or it won't get done right!" It's not fair to him, and it's not fair to me, but it is what it is. And I guess part of my frustration with DH is, he just bulldozes thru and doesn't stop to ask questions until much later. If he'd just told me on the phone what happened I could have stopped by the school on my way home and gotten the other bag of stuff and this wouldn't be such a big deal.
And no, I haven't had the chance to talk to him about it. I was so upset last night all I could do was cry. DS was right there the whole time and so was my mom. I guess that's part of my frustration too. I needed some space to sort thru this and couldn't escape people.