DH's dad is here with us this weekend and has informed DH that BM is going broke and is about to lose her house.

Reality = if she were going broke, and she's not, it would be her own fault for incurring 10,000 dollars worth of lawyer fees dragging DH into court for increased child support (she makes more money than he does and we have 50/50; it is NOT going to happen).

We get home from running errands. DH gets out of the car and starts walking SS2 to the door. I get the mail and then start across the driveway toward the house.

Then BM pulls into our driveway at our 30 miles per hour and stops about a foot away from me. She gets out, looks directly at me, and says "you guys forgot SS5" in an obviously pissed off way.

Bang. I suddenly remember that it is early release day (which means it is DH's day to pick SS5 up, not mine). I look at DH and say to him "why didn't they call you?"

BM looks at me and says "They did!"

DH's mom and her new husband came to town this weekend and spent the entire time with DH's older sister (affectionately refered to as Lord Voldemort at our house) and, guess who, BM.

During the divorce--which was a long ungodly mess--BM decided to become best friends with DH's older sister. The older sister likes money--and BM has plenty of it--so she basically went along with BM's plan and the two of them became best friends and tried to meddle with DH's life for the next couple years.

SS5 informed me two days ago that he is SS2's daddy. We were talking about dinosaurs and mommy and daddy dinosaurs and he sort of just blurted out that he is the father of his two year old brother. I tried to explain that they are both brothers, and are both the sons of my FDH. They have the same mother, too, so I see no reason for this confusion to exist. However, he continued to insist that he is SS2's daddy and that he might be somebody else's daddy, too, someday, but that he would always be SS2's daddy first. ???.