Either he's being a mug or I'm being cruel.
1st incident:
DD asks if she can go over to "Sarah's" after school. I say "yeah sure, where does she live?"
DD clamps up and looks uncomfortable before answering "I don't know".
DH says "what do you mean you don't know? you must know where you're going? how are you getting there?" DD answers "I'm walking home with her after school. She did tell me her address but I've forgotten".
My alarm bells start ringing. DH smiles and says "ok sweetheart, just text us when you get there".
So, friday night, 8pm ... still no txt. DH tries to phone her. Phone switched off. I begin panicking. 9pm we get a text saying she is going to be late but not too late.
9.20pm she walks in the door. We then had this conversation:
me - "so, where did she live?"
DD - "what?"
me - "where did she live??"
DD - "I can't remember"
DH - "You must remember! you've just been!"
DD - "oh stop going on" somewhere off Almond road"
DH - "oh right! towards town centre or tesco?"
DD - "what?"
DH - "did she live near the town centre or towards Tesco??"
DD - looks panicked "what are you on about?"
me - "DID SHE LIVE NEAR TESCO??"
dd - "I don't understand what you're on about"
DH says "never mind, its bed time anyway"
FFS?! surely I'm not BU to think something doesn't add up here?
We never did find out where she lived.
2nd Incident
I come downstairs and catch DD with the bottle of baily's from the fridge open in her hands. She immediately panicks and almost drops it. I asked what she was doing and she said "just smelling it, I like the smell" DH thought this was funny.
3rd incident.
We all went out for the day, all except DD who didn't want to go. In the morning, DH had left an open bottle of lager in the fridge. When we got back, it had gone. DD was the only person in the house. DH prefers the explanation that it simply disapeared.
"She doesn't even like lager" he said "it can't of being her".
4th Incident.
We catch her trying to watch the porn channels on sky. She panicks, goes bright red, shouts that she'd sat on the remote and they'd come up themselves before storming out and slamming the door. Obviously embarrassed. DH said "aww I think she genuinly did sit on the remote, it's easily done".
5th incident.
Her room stinks of smoke. DH goes in, tries to find the cause. Comes out deciding that the radiator smells a bit funny
Oh. and in the search history on the pc I found:
"kids having intercorse" and "sex pictures" etc.
AIBU to think our DD could be heading slightly in the direction of "off the rails" and DH is too blind to see a thing??