My life

Since I have no idea how long it'll be until this farce of a mess is straightened out, here's the soap opera of my life. It's complicated, and drawn out, and may involve some bad words. Plurkers already know almost all of this.

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My inlaws have filed suit against J and I for custody of Scott, and are currently holding him against our wishes in MN.

Diana had been asking over and over if Scott could come visit, cause her husband, Carl, had just had surgery and they thought Scott would cheer him up. I finally agreed to letting him visit for a period of about 3 weeks. The deal was that he was to be brought back the week before his birthday (June 9) and we'd have a little celebration with them here. I called on Friday May 29th to talk to Scott and see what the therapy schedule was for Carl, to find out when they would be bringing him home. She told me that it wouldn't be happening and they had filed suit that day.

They took Scott up on Monday May 11th, though the original plan was for the 13th. But she called and asked if they could get him the 12th so they could have a day to rest before Carl's therapy on Thursday, and I said yes. Than I got a call around 7:30 at night on Monday asking if they could get him that night, and they would just head on back to MN, since there was a hotel on the Il/WI border that had recliners. Carl had shoulder surgery, and has to sleep sitting up for now. Again, I said yes, and was told they would be there around 9:30-10pm. They didn't get here until 11pm.

Diana is claiming that my house is unsafe, and filthy. She actually sic'd CPS on us. CPS states the house is fine, and I state that Diana is a cleaning nazi. She is saying the house was "strewn with pizza boxes". 2 boxes is not strewn, since it's what we had for dinner that night. She has told J that when she left here she had no intention of bringing Scott back to me. She took him to the Dr on May 19th and informed the Dr that she was gonna file for custody.

I can't get the cops in Todd County where they live to do crap yet. And all the cops are claiming that it can't be considered kidnapping because I let them take him. But if you borrow something and claim you'll bring it back at a certain date/time, with no intent to return it, that can and is usually considered theft. So why not this as kidnapping.

As it is, she and Carl are violating a standing custody order, because they are violating visitation for both J and I. For Scott's birthday he's to be with BOTH of us. For Father's day (this weekend) he's to be with J. And I get him with me 2 weeks every other month, and come June 22nd she'll have violated that as well.

Some highlights from the petition

Upon information and belief, Respondents (J and I) are not capable of caring for the minor child, do not have a very close relationship with the minor child, and have not spent significant time with him. Upon information and belief, Respondents are not capable of providing a stable, healthy environment for the minor child.

Anyone who'd read this blog knows how I feel for Scott. Anf if not, than go read postings tagged with his name. They are claiming that they have spent more than 180 days with him (true). Ok, that's 1/2 a year, out of 3. I can claim 2 full years with no problem. I would do anything and everything for my little man. I have the phone records to prove that even once I was in MI and he was still in MN or in CA I was calling him almost nightly. Some of those calls were over an hour long. I could call and tell him stories. Sing him songs. Sometimes I'd wind up singing him to sleep. When I was in MN with him, we'd play, I'd read to him. He's started pretending while he was here and we'd play "Kitchen". He liked to pretend he was a doggie named Pepper (their dog's name) and I was ok with that. I even let him eat popcorn like a doggie 2 times, out of a bowl, on a towel on the floor. I didn't let him watch too much TV. We've been coloring here, and playing Candyland, and I'm starting to teach him his ABC's. Every morning he would come and give me a hug to wake me up, and sometimes crawl into bed with me to cuddle. He had actually memorized 2 of the books we would read at night, the ones he liked the best, and would "read" them to me. I say he did it to keep me in there once it was bedtime. And I was fine with it. He wanted to campout in Kitty's tent, and so we made up a nest for him. Blankets and padding almost 4 inches thick, and a few stuffed animals in the tent with him. She hates that. It's not like the tent was outside, it's in the playroom. I think he liked it so much, not just for the camping feel, but because it did give him a little space to call his own area. Kitty wouldn't go in there without his permission, even though it was her tent. He loves his cousin Kitty.

We cut his hair, not because she wanted it done, but because he asked. So we got it trimmed short, and J asked if he'd like his Mohawk once it grows a little. Scott said yeah. But can Diana be happy it's been cut? Nope, now she's claiming that we got him a "Wizards Peak". WTF is that? Maybe she means a Widows Peak, which he has as his naturally occurring hairline. I wouldn't put it past her to say I sat there and tweezed it into that shape.

This is one big farce, and I want my baby back with me. I'm sick of the lies that this woman is telling about me, and I'm refraining from playing her own game.