School.

Well tonight was Ryans' first parent meeting. My insides were killing me, saying I shouldn't go, so I don't step on any toes. But I am married to his father. So legally I am a "step" mom. So, I went to the meeting. Of course his mother showed up late, after yelling and screaming to us about that there was school today. We didn't say there wasn't. She told us after the meeting she wanted to talk to Martin and me. And that we were going to " love" what she had to say. Well she left early, which made me feel great about myself. I signed up for the winter festival and some other meetings.    What is the definition of a step parent?