my phone rang at about 8 this morning and... –
01-23-2003,02:28 PM
first of all I'm sick and didn't get to bed last night untill about 4 in the morning so I was tired when the call came in. anyways, at 8 this morning I get a phone call and it went something like this...
Ernie, what the **** is wrong with you? (it was at that moment I knew it was my ex, seems like such a loving person right?) don't expect to see you kids again, if you try to pick them up from school today you will be arrested (I didn't know what she was talking about) They think you beat Ernie (my yungest son) and CPS has been called, you'll never be able to see your kids again! Thanks a ****in' lot, you've ****ed me up so much you stupid ****ing ass hole (she likes to swear at me
) I'm already having problems with CPS because of Tommy's kids (tommy is her boyfriend, who also has 3 kids, that lives with her) I'm putting the kids in a daycare and your not going to be able to pick them up from it, your not going to know where it is and your never going to see them again. ****!!!!! *click* (she hung up)
we'll good morning, holy crap what the hell was going on was all i could think.. I called her back and through another yelling fit, this one I actully had a chance to talk back, I found out that someone (I have my suspitions) accused me of abusing my son because he has a small bruise on his back. well since his school was told this they were under obligation to report it to CPS.
here's what happed to my son, He tends to throw tantrum alot and yesterday morning he was refusing to get dressed for school, so I picked himup by his ankles and threw him across the room and he landed on my swords I have set up for display while at the same time he knocked the loaded gun i keep just low enough for my kids to reach...... no seriously I told him that if he doesn't get dressed he can't go th school so he threw himself down on my bed throwing one of his tantrums, my bed in in a waterbed frame to the edged sit higher then the mattress, he hit his back on that frame and got a bruise from it.
I frantically got the phone numbers for CPS the sheriff's department and the school. the first place i called was CPS, the lady I talked to said she couldn't find anything about it and I would get a call back if she came across anything. a lot of help she was. the next place I called was his school. again the lady I talked to said she didn't know anything about it and she would look into it and call me back. I later got a call back from the principal saying she couldn't find anything about it and that there was absolutly nothing saying to call the police if I tried to pick up my kids. she suggested i should call the Sheriff's dept. just in case though. so I call the Sheriff's department and after a little bit of lookingthey were able to tell me something and gave me a number of the CPS worker to call, I called him and didn't get an answer, so after leaving about 50 different messages on his machine I decided to calm down a bit. about 10 minutes later I get a call from the CPS worler saying he's out side my gate and needs to be let in. I let him in and we started talking. long story short he said this was over with as far as he's concerded, he talked to my kids and can tell I'm a good father and he knows kids have accidents, he has kids too so he knows how they are (thank goodness) and that it was okay for me to pick my kids up from school.
happy as could be at the time I tried getting ahold of my ex and all the sudded she's not answering her phone, so i drive over to her house and she's not home. i then get a call from her onmy cell phone saying she saw me talking to the CPS worker (the bitch was spying on me) I told her everything was cleared up and i could pick the kids up and that the police would never have been called anyways, she laughed and said she knew she just said that to scare me more (if it was possible to slap someone through a phone.....
) she then says, your not mad at me right? I just hung up....
I care deeply for my children, there's nothing at all I wouldn't do to help them and make thier lives better.
if you lie to me about anything I usually tend to not give a crap because it's just not worth it. but if you lie to me about my children.... your putting your life in danger, so you better make sure it's worth it.
all this happened in about an hour and a half by the way, thats one hell of a way to wake up, take it from me..
so anyways, how was you day...
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