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Raggles's picture

We were out with colleagues from work at a food/wine local fair. Who should turn up but SO ex wife and in laws plus youngest SD .

Well SO said hello to SD and asked for a hug which she happily ran over to do. ExMIL came straight up and started to shoo SD away from us!!!. Ive never seen anything so funny, and immature!
Later SD was stood by a stall without ex and inlaws -SO was watching her i suggested he went over and spoke with her (afterall she is his daughter!) She happily chatted with him and turned and waved/smiled at me. They had at least 5mins together before she ran back to BM.

We werent interfering in anyones day but ExMIL gave the impression we had intruded on BM time. Our friends all felt sad for SD and commented how pathetic it was to deprive her of trying to say hello to her dad and others that are involved in her life (ie: me)

Interesting comments from outsiders watching and all agreed children are resilient and most learn when they are being manipulated. Made SO happy to see his youngest SD unexpectedly even if it was only for 5mins.

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Maxwell09's picture

Isn't it sad?! A few weeks ago BM showed up to me and DH favorite Chinese restaurant with SS4. She doesn't even eat Chinese food but she knows we take SS there all the time because he loves the noodles. SS saw us from the parking lot and asked to walk in with us. She told him "no" of course. We walked in and got on the waiting list to be seated and sat down. She got SS to stop crying and walked in no long after and he told her he wanted to sit with us so she turned around, picked him up and left with SS crying all the way to the car. I hate when parents take "my" time and "your" time literally because in reality it's the kid's "time" they're fighting over. Of course BM told everyone that the wait like was too long but she never made it to the host to ask. We were seated in five minutes but the "long wait" excuse wins her more favor than "I don't want to share my kid" line. It's just sad.