My husband and I had a friend change our brakes today. Well why he was doing my car cause I got my brakes and rotors earlier in the week. we went to get the trucks brakes and rotors. I run in to go get the stuff. As I am waiting here walks in my 5 year old in a different door then i entered. I asked where is daddy cause he looks upset. He says he doesn't know. As the guy is coming back here comes my hubby. I give him a look and he sees our son he just stares at me. He knows he is in deep shit. We get back to the truck and I loose it. I asked him what the fuck happened. He told me there was some other stuff he needed and our son was throwing a fit so he left him in the truck. So our 5 year old went looking for us and thank god he found me or god knows where he would have ended up. I back hand him so quick, and hard I busted his lip. I told him if he ever, ever pulled shit like that again the cops would find him dead with his balls down his throat. (yes this was wrong!!!) He is sleeping in the livingroom on the floor tonight and possibly for a week. Why my sweet boy is sleeping next to me.
Let me add my hormones are ragging I am pregnant. This has been one hell of a pregnancy. I get little to no sleep a night.
We went to see out usual mechanic he use to work down the road from our house but left because the shop was not getting much work and the manager started to be an ass. So we took the truck and car to his house. We have been to that city before just not that area.
Yes I know what I did was wrong. Later I told him I was sorry. And no I don't not abuse my son. I was abused as a child and would never treat my son they way I was treated. My son goes to the corner, to bed, or on occasion when absolutely needed he will be spanked (this is a rare event).