It’s been a horrible 48 hours. We went out Friday night for dinner (me, DH, DS (10)) and had an argument at the table (after a few drinks) in the restaurant over something and nothing then fast forward to this morning and we are arguing again and then an awful evening tonight. Tonight we went out for a walk, which turned into pre dinner drinks, which turned into dinner and more drinks out. I had about 2 pints, DH had three if it matters, then we agreed DH would supervise DS’s shower while prepared him supper. While I was doing supper, DH (who admittedly got the worse job; DS always moans about washing) started to lose his temper and shout repeatedly at DS who in turn got hysterical. It ended up with DH ‘tapping’ him which DS said had been a hit to the back of the head. He came running downstairs and said ‘what just happened?’ He was bewildered then started telling me daddy had hit me on my head. DH just minimised it, saw it as me taking sides…DS’s behaviour had been bad…he was lying about being hit…when I tackled him on it. DS didn’t want him to come up and say good night and that’s my fault too apparently. I’m so frustrated tonight I just want to leave…