THANKS EVERYBODY!!!! I can't believe it! not one person telling me it was a bad idea to let him play there. when I told my husband about it, I started out by saying, "so I was out at the apple tree yesterday and I was letting Cyphar throw rocks into the ditch and..." he says, "I've told you lots of times that you shouldn't let him do that...". I think he thought I was going to tell him that the canal caretaker caught him doing that and we got in trouble for it. Not that a random cps worker was driving by and freaked out. DH worried a lot less about it than I am. I could hardly sleep last night! He just says, "well, we'll see what comes of it". I guess it scares me more because I was there and saw and heard the panic and forcefulness of this cps man spitting all over the place because he was so passionate. completely convinced that I am a horrible mom.
I haven't had a follow up call so far and it's been more than 24 hours since THE SITUATION occurred. whoever it got referred to must think it's a REAL EMERGENCY as well....
As for him, I think if I ever see him on my property again I'm getting a restraining order on him. I'm sure he's a fine person in another situation and that he really cares about kids, but you have to have a balance between protecting and overprotecting. I"m sure he was abused as a child. He was wearing a pink shirt and had a lisp-- clearly a sign of childhood abuse(using cps logic there).
When or if I do get a social worker on my doorstep, that is just where they will stay unless they have a warrant to come in. Good idea. The problem happened outside, and that should be where we talk about it. I know from watching Law and Order that if they come in with a warrant, it is specific and they can't just use random evidence against you. (okay, maybe i don't know everything, but it sounds good) maybe the case worker will be one I know. I've known lots of social workers in this town. So, thanks everybody for your support and I"ll keep you posted as things develop.
BTW, I was abused in every way by my mother in this very house-- even sexually. As a 7 year old child, I told the judge in divorce court that I wanted to live with my dad. I wasn't allowed to live with him until I was 16 and my mom had made me practically feral. Okay, maybe not quite that bad, but I did hit her for almost no reason at the moment. that was when she let me move out to my dad's. throughout my childhood, I dropped subtle and not so subtle hints to teachers, friends' parents, church teachers, counselors, etc. that my mom was abusing me. She was open with me that she was suicidal and my dad recently told me that he was aware that she had bought a gun when I was a kid. she threatened to kill everybody in our family at some point. she was absolutely nuts from when I was about 3 until after I got married. she's much more under control now. what's weird is she was seen by many, I"m sure, as a good mom. she had the air of "i'm doing everything right for my daughter" in public. sure, she put me into every activity under the sun, which was good because I wasn't with her, but she didn't show me any affection. sometimes she made me kiss her on the lips when I was leaving to my dad's house, but I can't remember her ever hugging me when I was a kid. I was always just afraid of her. I was one of those little blond waifs that never spoke unless spoken to. I don't want my son to live like that. and happily, he is a very outgoing, creative, curious, happy child. I want him to have the love I didn't get when I was a kid. I let him play with his friends and talk to strangers(with me there, of course), he climbs 6 foot fences, climbs pine trees, eats ants, gets too excited, laughs too much and he loves me fiercely. He knows I love him and I am the one in the world that cares the most about him. DH is great, but he doesn't have the vision of what life and childhood should be that I have. I want joy in my life, and that means DOING things to get there, not just trying to fit the mold that others expect you to fit into. I let our son sleep with me in bed for as long as he wanted to because I don't think that children are meant to be forced to sleep alone. I know I don't like to sleep alone and I'm an adult. He is now sleeping in his own bed because he wants to. It honestly worries me a little because his room isn't within earshot of ours, and one night last winter he woke up with croup so bad he could hardly breathe and couldn't even walk all the way to our room because he was so weak. thankfully my husband heard him crying and woke up sooner than I did and woke me up. I threw him into the car and rushed him across the street to the ER. we usually walk to the ER if we have to go, but walking wasn't fast enough for me that night.
Anyway, I love my son, but I don't want him to live in a complete bubble, but I want him to feel ultra loved. and he does!