Because someone filed a claim that I was "beating the hell out of my kid in the back seat".<img alt="" class="inlineimg" src="/img/vbsmilies/smilies/dizzy.gif" style="border:0px solid;" title="Dizzy">:<br><br>
1) I don't beat my children plain and simple<br><br>
2) I did stop my car in an apartment complex parking lot because my 2 year old has figured out how to get her arms free from her car seat. When I got out to get her back into her carseat I suppose it could have looked like I was doing something to her, but how anyone would know what I was doing bent halfway over with my big butt sticking out the door trying to fix her straps so that she wouldn't free herself, I have no clue. As I was leaving, I noticed a car sitting there that I had to go around to leave (which I was annoyed by) and I am guessing that they followed me in and are the ones that reported me.<br><br>
While I know that I didn't do anything wrong, I am still feeling sick and on the verge of tears. The cop seemed very nice and apologetic for having to come to my house at <b>9:30 p.m.</b> , but I am still completely paranoid. He wanted to see her, even though she was asleep to see if she was damaged. I brought her down for him to look at, and he seemed satisfied that she was fine.<br><br>
But my back porch is a mess, my lawn needs to be cut and there are dirty dishes in the kitchen sink.<br><br>
Nothing scares me more than cops and CPS on my doorstep. And I don't know what I am looking for in posting this. I guess I am just really a little freaked out.
1) I don't beat my children plain and simple<br><br>
2) I did stop my car in an apartment complex parking lot because my 2 year old has figured out how to get her arms free from her car seat. When I got out to get her back into her carseat I suppose it could have looked like I was doing something to her, but how anyone would know what I was doing bent halfway over with my big butt sticking out the door trying to fix her straps so that she wouldn't free herself, I have no clue. As I was leaving, I noticed a car sitting there that I had to go around to leave (which I was annoyed by) and I am guessing that they followed me in and are the ones that reported me.<br><br>
While I know that I didn't do anything wrong, I am still feeling sick and on the verge of tears. The cop seemed very nice and apologetic for having to come to my house at <b>9:30 p.m.</b> , but I am still completely paranoid. He wanted to see her, even though she was asleep to see if she was damaged. I brought her down for him to look at, and he seemed satisfied that she was fine.<br><br>
But my back porch is a mess, my lawn needs to be cut and there are dirty dishes in the kitchen sink.<br><br>
Nothing scares me more than cops and CPS on my doorstep. And I don't know what I am looking for in posting this. I guess I am just really a little freaked out.