ex-husband’s girlfriend

A holiday question about our ex-men.

Do you buy them presents from the kids?

I will not be buying my ex-husband, Benjamin’s father, a Christmas present from myself. I think that’s a given. But what about a gift from Benjamin to his dad? Just shy of three, Benjamin still doesn’t really get the concept of gifts so what’s a single mama to do?

Here are my options:

Have Benjamin make cards for everyone, including a special card for his father.
Pick out an actual present, wrap it and tuck it in Benjamin’s bag on Christmas.
Ignore it all together or as I like to say, “play stupid.”

And what about my ex-husband’s girlfriend and her son? I’ve only met them once but they’ve been living together for over a year now. I can’t trust that my ex will buy a present from Benjamin to his (what do you call them) almost-step mother and step-brother. Should I cover those gifts too?

What have you all done in the past? What’s the typical ex-mas etiquette?

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In the ex-mas spirit…

If you haven’t yet and you’d like a few laughs check out my post on Mr. [Blank]. I asked you all to create names for your ex-husbands or boyfriends. The responses (over 40 of them) vary. Some will make you laugh out loud and others are just flat out reminders of why we’re so lucky to be single.

Leave your Mr. Ex Man name here. Guaranteed to cleanse the soul if you leave a comment. Sign in anonymously if you like.

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If you have any other great gift ideas please share.

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My ex-husband has a little problem. He won’t let his girlfriend’s 7-year-old son call him Dad. As a result, our son, who he has for just 36 hours a week is now calling him by his first name too. He’s mimicking his psuedo step-brother. So what’s a jerky ex-husband to do?

“Why don’t you just let him call you Daddy?” I press, “He’s just a kid and you’re living with him.”

“He can call me Daddy if I’ve been there for five years, but not yet. I am not his father. He knows that.”

He’s walking around my kitchen – making coffee, grabbing snacks – pretending like its all his. The rant continues. His indifference to the children’s feelings is disgusting me. I escape to head upstairs where his girlfriend and her son are playing with Benjamin. We’d just met for the first time a few minutes ago.

She is standing over the boys who are completely immersed in the Thomas the Train set. She looks tired and run down, her wrinkles too deep for her age, her spirit vanquished and broken. After she became a single mom she started stripping and now, three years later she works at a Taco Bell. But despite our socioeconomic differences she and I are one in the same. We’ve both fallen in love with the man in the kitchen, a French-Canadian with a scarred past that’s left him unable to really love anyone, child or adult. [click to continue…]

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