Visitation is a delicate subject, I suppose. Weekend last the EW had to work or otherwise engaged and was not able to exercise her full time with Little One. This weekend the Grandmother of Little One was in town and helping the EW move into a new place. Little One wanted to spend some time with them.
No big deal to me, really. Little One needs to see her Grandmother (she lives out of state) and hasn't seen her since May. So I drove Little One over there and asked that she be back at a certain time as she had an early morning today (every Monday).
The EW agreed, but as the hour approached for her return I got a call saying she was running late. About 30 minutes late. Maybe this shouldn't overcook my grits, but it did. I kept my tongue silent, though. But perhaps this will temper my willingness to be so agreeable in the future.
/end rant.
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