When my son was in his teens I scarred him for life because I thought he was at his dad’s weekend. I had gone out the night before totally thinking his dad would be picking him up that Friday evening. I woke Saturday morning craving coffee and not wearing anything walked out to the kitchen to make some then shower. I turn around after getting it brewing and my son is standing there staring at me and neither one of us could talk, so I screamed and said Sorry! Thought you were at your dad’s!!
We never spoke of it again
