We have Darrin today. I watch him at least 1 day each weekend while easy child works. Well, actually 1 night and 1 day. I've had to correct husband in how he's speaking to Darrin like 10 times already this morning. grrrrrrrr I'm noticing this ALOT more now that Darrin has passed out of "babyhood" into toddlerhood. Example. This morning Darrin wants to watch playhouse Disney as he always does. Now with parents hectic schedules he doesn't get to watch it very often at home. husband just had a fit because Darrin cried because Papa turned his shows off. I corrected husband. husband says, "Well, he doesn't have to be a baby about it." I say, "He's 3!" Then husband proceeds to grumble about how it's his house and he can't even watch tv yadda yadda. Now he's made the dramatic exit to the bedroom. This brings flashbacks of when we were raising our own kids. husband has always been short tempered, grouchy, and uninvolved. Focused on his own wants and desires. He always over reacted to every situation no matter how large or small. Seems age hasn't mellowed him any. What's change is that in my younger days I used to make alot of that sort of thing slide. Never said much unless it was over the top. husband is POed now because I corrected him immediately. husband is currently speaking and acting as if Darrin is out to make his life miserable today. You know, you've got the toys on the floor just so he can't get thru the room, you're standing in my way...... yadda yadda. Nothing major, but it's D@mn annoying. And when Travis was young it made his life miserable. He was husband's prime target. easy child and Nichole always hated it too, but husband didn't direct it at them as much. Made for my kids not liking their Dad much, and respecting him less. And Darrin isn't exactly extra fond of this Papa. Sad when you get down to it. And it's not like I haven't spoken with husband about it about a million times in almost 25 yrs of marriage. When I bring it up he plays the martyr. Once the kids reached the teens he backed off from this sort of thing. So I let the matter drop. I never dreamed it would resurface with the grandkids.