We dropped the boy at his dad’s yesterday and stopped in to talk about the life planning we have to do. (Hard enough with one couple, imagine two!) As we were discussing possible guardians and living situations for the boy if my ex and I were both to die, I heard Aidan tell his stepmom: “Go up in the cloud!” (He wants to be a Care Bear who go up in clouds) and “Go to Mom’s house!” when she told him he had to stop sneaking and eating candy.
He tells us “Go to Dad’s house!” when we tell him no, too. Along with whining about clouds and so on. That little you-know-what.