Not about us divorcing, but the reason we were divorcing. It was one of the most painful evenings of my life. She was spending the night with a friend of hers two houses down. Her friend had been in a town nearby where my still husband works spending the night with a mutual friend. Diva's buddy told her she'd spotted her dad while they were eating out.
You know what comes next. He was with a woman and her friend knew it wasn't her aunt or grandma. Her friend's hostess knew the woman and her child because they'd been in girl scouts together. Diva's little friend couldn't understand why Diva's dad was there with this woman, or why Diva's dad took off for the bathroom, and then snuck out of the bathroom and out the door to hide in his truck.
Diva didn't say anything to me at first. She went to dance class and asked her friend(if you can follow this it's the girl diva's friend spent the night with that was a girl scout) about the woman.
As I was sitting in the lobby of her dance studio, the mother of the girl scout told me, where everyone could hear, about seeing stb ex at a restaurant and him running from them. Yeah, thanks. She also told me my daughter asked about it. She assumed my daughter knew about the reason I had separated from my husband and let the info fly.
Why would anyone assume a mother would tell her third grade daughter that her dad was having an affair? Diva didn't know the logisitic of an affair, but she knew her dad wasn't supposed to be there with a woman who wasn't her mother. I was so upset I couldn't decide who to go after first, the kindly mother in the lobby, or stb ex. I remember my dad taking my car keys away when I went to ask him to watch the kids so I could confront them both.
How horrible for Diva to learn this way what a creep her dad was being when she thought he was at work. If I'd had any control over the situation, she wouldn't have found out at all.