Court

Yesterday we appeared in court to go before the judge and say "Balderdash!" (well, okay, we said 'Deny' because that is the terminology in these types of cases). Now it is up to the prosecution to prove that somehow we did something that put E "in imminent danger of abuse, neglect, or abandonment."

We finally received discovery from the other side. I am going to pick it up from our attorney later this morning. I will look through it tonight VERY carefully and make notes on everything that they got wrong (they served us papers with Evan's birthdate as 11/25/1998, our address was wrong, my name was wrong, and many more errors...how careless and stupid are these people??!!!).

The prosecution has stipulated that E can come home if B's mother comes out from Texas and stays with us. They first will have to do a 'home study' to make sure we have picked the guns, knives and hypodermic needles up off of the floor and we don't store our drugs and alcohol in baby bottles and milk cartons...you know...that sort of stuff.

You know how much I will LOVE living with my MIL (blech) but at least E will be out of foster care.

The pre-trial is set for January 4th.

...and the saga continues...