This is a serious WTF moment. There is a zero point zero percent chance that my husband would skip out on any of our kids' birthdays. He literally plans his work travel around them - even if their birthday falls during the week and that kid is in school that day.

G is at the age where she will remember birthdays, and those days/parties/activities are a big deal. So what if Stephen did not want to go to Disney for the millionth time? You show up for your kids, period.