Originally Posted by Fowlplay

He came to get the kids yesterday and it got really ugly. DD had called him at 11am andhe said he'd be here in 45 minutes. By 1pm, he still hadn't showed, so she called him again and he said it'd be an hour. I had things to do, grocery shopping, dropping off my oldest's friend to her Dad's house, etc, and then come home and clean the house as my parents are coming in on Tuesday. I texted him and asked him to please come now that I had stuff to do. He didn't answer, so I texted again and asked him to please hurry so I could get going and that if he didn't get here by 1:45, I'd just take the kids with me and he could see them another day. He didn't answer. Finally, at 1:30 he calls and says he was in the bathroom and was now at the gas station on his way and why was I rushing him. I explained, nicely, that I was supposed to meet DD's friend's Dad at 1pm 25 minutes away and that he had now been sitting there waiting for us, and also that since 11:30, that kids had been standing with their noses pressed to the window waiting for him and that telling them he was coming and then not was kind of disappointing for them. He grunted and I told him to just come on.

He got here, got out of the truck and we all were outsde at that point and he starts screaming about how I rushed him and how he ddn't have time to get his clothes and things he picked up here on FRIDAY out of his truck becase I rushed him and now there was no room in the truck for the kids because of ME. He got the stuff Friday at 9:30am. knew he was getting the kids Sunday, he had all weekend to get the stuff out of the truck. I just said, well let's make room for them, and he started unloading it. At that point he lost it.
He was screaming at the top of his lungs, cussing at me, calling me hateful names, he almost threw a bulletin board at me, told my 18 year old that he raised since she was 7 to go Eff herself, tried blaming everything on me, the kids are screaming crying, and my 8 year old stood up to his Dad when Dad said that this was all my fault, DS says,"Actually, Dad, this is your fault, and you're being mean." At that point, AH grabbed the stuff he had unloaded, told us all to Eff ourselves, threw $200 in cash at me and while I'm scrambling on the ground to pick it all up before it blew away, he yells that we will need to find a new place to live and that he's not giving us another dime.
Nice guy. Now the kids are afraid of him, rightly so, I'm afraid of him, thank God I got the house key from him on Friday, or I'd be terrified to be home. We went to town, did our errands, came home and his parents were sitting in the driveway. I told them everything, all of what happened yesterday and all of what has been happening at work where he's not been showing up, and when he does he stinks like last night's booze, how he called telling me he looooved me, asking if I wanted to get high, etc. I told them it was time they heard my side of the story.
I guess today I'll try and get a DVP order against him. I'm afraid of what he'll do now because he's never been that out of control before. The kids don't want to go with him, and I don't blame them. I called the police yesterday and they told me to do this today.
Please wish us luck. I'm afraid I'll come home to the house trashed. I did tell his parents that if he stepped foot on the property that I would call the police on him, so hopefully he stays away. I also told them that kids were afraid of him. He actually called after about 2 hours after his parents left ad I let it go to voicemail and he wanted to talk to the kids. I asked if they would like to call him back and they both said they were afraid of him and didn't want to talk to him. My poor babies.