Hi June, congrats on living thru the weekend. I have been there/done that every other weekend for years, and you are not the only one who counts the hours until Monday rolls around. It is truly messed up I agree. Hooray, Monday, get up early, difficult boss, bag lunch, boring job...but no skid so sign me up. I have even volunteered to cover other people and work extra just to escape. You are the better person though for at least trying to entertain your skid. Mine is about the same age and I stopped bothering long ago. I can't decide who I dislike more on skid weeks, my fiance who ignores me, coddles the kid, drops everything to kiss has lazy butt, or skid himself, who like yours does absolutely nothing, unless you count video games which he plays at least 10 hours a day (thank goodness). When he isn't playing video games, he is doing his best 6 year old impression. All I hear is dad, help me with this, dad, tie my shoes, dad, rub my back, dad, make me this for dinner, dad, let me sit on your lap, dad, I can't go to bed before midnight because I want to beeeeeee with you, etc. etc. etc. All the kid says to me is "where's dad?" or my favorite is when fiance and I are sitting together on the couch and skid comes down and says "goodnight dad." I guess there are a million ways that skids suck, but it seems pretty universal that they do. This was my happy, beautiful, heavenly perfect non-skid weekend. Amazing how fast those fly by isn't it?? On those weekends I never pray for Monday.