nanno seconds

OK, oldest almost had a smile and yeah, a nanno second was a little much to hope for. Bio showed up to pick the kids up. She had to walk up the driveway as "her" car was parked at the bottom. I asked if it was registered. Yeah! I walked down (in my slippers) to check. It was registered but, the car was shiny and clean and their was a man driving. I introduced myself and explained that I wanted to make sure the car was registered before my kids got in it. He, Scott, said yes, HIS car was registered. I did get the license plate number. Bio later told the kids she sold the car. And indeed she did. Scott and his wife used to be neighbors and bought the car. Now, bio walks to work and must rely on friends to pick the kids up for visitations. Hmmm!