child abuser???

just to drive home the manipulation we're talking about here...

today i receive a phone call. about 20+ phone calls and 17 texts to be exact. oh. and 8 voicemails. all from b. this is fairly typical. he does this often for things such as he sees a squirrel, needs me to call a realtor for a house he saw while driving, lost something, or wants to know what's for dinner. so i wasn't completely alarmed. i call him back. apparently precious told his mother he's scared of me. because i yell at him (god forbid) and once grabbed his arm supposedly. i won't deny the yelling. i'm a yeller. but i don't yell all that often and i certainly don't yell at him anymore than i do my own children. kids do dumb stuff and that's my way of making them aware of my frustration and correcting the behavior. also, i can never remember in the YEAR that i've known them grabbing this kid. or laying a hand on him period. although grabbing his arm doesn't seem like an evil thing to me personally. but it was the way this was handled. i was interrogated by my own boyfriend and the father of my 5 week old baby that he leaves me with on a continuous basis. with no supervision. *gasp* yeah. and if this child was not so manipulative, i'd blame his mother. or rack my brain as to what i would've possibly done to bother poor precious. but we're talking about the kid that i get up and dressed half the week every week. that i drive across town to school, leaving my own child with the neighbor, twice a week. that i have bought clothes and shoes for, taken to his favorite restaurants when we spend time together, and made him feel like the essential part of our family that any child is. this is the same little snot that runs and cries wolf to his mother just to stir things up. and yes, he's that powerful. everyone around him (aside from me) has given him that power. and now here i sit. accused. and beyond pissed. i guess this cuts out all that driving twice a week, now doesn't it? wouldn't want the risk of my ripping his arm off when he asks for a poptart, now would we?