And then I thought, nah. DON'T DO ANYTHING!
And I didn't. I thought: "Don't just do something, sit there". And so I did.
You did the right thing. My oldest has been getting in minor trouble in school since his dad died. I've found if I go with the flow, things tend to stay on an even keel.
"BUT HIS MOTHER IS YOUR FRIEND!" "YOU HAVE TO FIX THIS!", "CALL HER AND FIX IT OR I WILL" quack quack quack. He also called me a f*cking useless b*tch and a f*cking useless mother. Made threats about taking the kids from me, wondered aloud to me who I was f*cking. It was a lovely, pleasant conversation. My end consisted of "That's interesting", "Oh, I see", "Hmmm", "OK" etc.
Ugh. What a wanker. (You guys say that, right?) Hope the censors don't bust me if that means what I think it does.
All in all, beautifully handled- by you, of course.