If you’re anything like me, then you just pictured Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt in full Patton-esque military gear, hanging up their red phones in their respective war rooms. According to Entertainment Tonight, both sides have agreed to an official cease fire.
We’ve heard this story before, but a source tells ET that it’s for real this time. Over the summer, Angelina and Brad’s custody battle got all kinds of dirty, with her accusing him of not paying enough child support and forcing her into a life of poverty. He accused her of playing keep-away with the kids. ET’s source says that Angelina arranged a “secret meeting” at her house with Brad right before the two-year anniversary of her divorce filing, the sole purpose of which was to come together and agree to stop lunging at each other’s throats.
“Angelina decided it was time to try to make things work and Brad was relieved and very ready for the offer. Brad has been dedicated to making peace throughout the process and now it finally seems like they are at a point where they can create a calmer situation for the kids.”
The source adds that both Angelina (uh huh) and Brad are both very into the temporary custody agreement that was handed down to them by the court system, so that means he can continue to see the kids every other day. The source also says Angelina realized she was the problem.
“Angelina created a very difficult situation for Brad and the children and she has finally realized her behavior backfired. Angelina loves her kids very much and it seems like she felt threatened she might lose time with them and, in turn, she went on the attack.”
So was Angelina’s epiphany the result of reading the news that she was acting like she’d traded in her halo for horns? According to the source, it happened after Angelina noticed a change in the kids’ behavior because “they missed their dad.” Her attitude change benefits everyone, really. Brad gets to see the kids, the kids get to see their dad, and life is easier for Angelina. No really, I can’t imagine it’s easy to wrangle six kids into a good ol’ fashioned, image-rehabilitating happy family photo op when all six are giving you pissed-off stink-eyes from the couch.