Updated August 4, 2009

I hate the fact the judge didn’t change anything but the kids could see Big Bubba and I. Mom still has to have supervised visits and now there is now fee, we just can’t find anyone to supervise for free that the judge and the dad would approve of. It has now almost been 3 months we’ve seen the kids.

The Parenting Coordinator was given pictures of my sister’s black eyes, copy of police reports and witness’ statements of the abuse. But not one word of that was in his report to the judge. I am assuming there is some sort of alleged kick backs or bribes. There is talk in the County we live in of a judicial PORN RING (that would explain a lot. The PORN is a subject close to the dad’s heart, it’s his addiction.) Why else would this lunacy be allowed to go on? The Parenting Coordinator report, the denial of my sisters due process and the perjury that has gone on????? Why can’t it be stopped???

When we talk to the kids on the phone the dad is there listening and telling them what to say. I don’t talk to them because their dad hates me so much he would hang up the phone. When their Mom talks to them it’s only 3 minutes or less. We have Vonage and we have proof of the length of the calls.

The Kids need to come home so they won’t be twisted and damaged like Big Bubba was from living with the dad. It took so long to get Big Bubba on the road to being normal again.

My broken heart isn’t letting up any, if anything it gets worse everyday.    I don’t know how to fix this.  But it’s so wrong.  How can a man that had the State of Kansas take a total of 4 different children from his custody be given these sweet angels?  Everyone says God has a plan,  but I just can’t see this going anywhere I wish to go.

The corn in the garden is about 6 feet tall and there are cucumbers and watermelon almost ready to be picked.   This was suppose to be such a great learning family time this Summer.  But personally it’s nothing but being stuck in Hell for me.

I know you are suppose to only love and not hate, but there are exceptions to every rule. My estranged brother-in-law is my exception.

XXOO to my Sweetie Pie and my Sweetheart Boy

Aunt Deb       July 3,2009

I have decided to share a family secret.  My estranged brother-in-law can’t tell the truth to save his soul.  Hopefully    Maude’s  old saying will come true “God will get you for that.”    And I think God should get him for looking at hours and hour of Porn and for doing it that around the children.   You know I talk to God everyday.   And I have  suggested that God get started on that getting the dad for that idea.   I  know  patience is a virtue,  and  I am trying not to think bad thoughts.    I do think that should be a two way street of   being nice.  I am always nice.

4 more days to go back to court  We know the Judge won’t vacate the ruling the parenting coordinator did as predicted.  The one with the money there first gets the kids.  It’s sad.   i think this is a male thing to help some dad’s get their kids, but at what cost?  Our babies are with a sexual deviant and are in danger.  But no one in the court has heard anything about it.   I am entitled to my  opinion,  because it’s based on the truth, for I can’t help it I just can’t lie, no matter how hard I try.

XXOO to my Sweetie Pie and my Sweetheart Boy
6-15-09  Happy Birthday Aunt Diane

This totally uncertainty is killing us.  It doesn’t take much to start the tears.  While we were working out in the garden Ricky wore his snorkel and his diving mask.  It was  on the table in the play room.  I finally had to put it in my dresser drawer.
We have cleaned the house except for the play room.  We cleaned their bedrooms and made their beds, Big Bubba did it.  It took him about 4 hours, it usually takes 30 minutes.  Cleaned the bathroom and put the toys in the basket from the side of the tub where they left them.  But the play room, the toys are where they left them.  I now we’ll have to pick them up soon.  We walk through the play room from the garden, it’s getting muddy even if we do remember to wipe our feet.
We miss them so very much.

XXOO to my Sweetie Pie and my Sweetheart Boy

Sunday, 24 May 2009 – 2:04 PM CDT

I miss my hit and miss phone calls (you know some times they are just to busy with what they are doing to come talk) with Bug Juice (a Fruit drink they have in OK for Kids to drink, she loves it) and Ricky-Ticky.  If they can not talk to me I can always hear them in the background.  If you call and there is no Ricky-Ticky making “cop car” noise what good is the call.

Aunt Diane

Saturday, 6 June 2009 – 10:42 PM CDT

Finally Bug Juice called but the call was being recorded.  How sad!
“Aunt Diane”

Tuesday, 2 June 2009

Mom spends all the daylight hours she doesn’t have to go to work in the garden.  She has gone down two pant sizes since April.  Even if weight loss is wanted, that’s too much too fast.  I worry about my baby sister now too.   Back to  court motion to vacate – will be heard on 6-19.

I pray the kids will not be emotionally or mental harmed by the dad, but that’s what he does, head games.

XXOO to my Sweetie Pie and my Sweetheart Boy

Aunt Deb

Thursday, 28 May 2009

Yesterday was very hard driving to the City.  There was no DVD playing, no Slug Bug, no pinching for white horses.   Just quiet.

XXOO to my Sweetie Pie and my Sweetheart Boy

Aunt Deb

Wednesday, 27 May 2009

Today is going to be a very hard day.  This had been a day we’d had planned for over a month.  I have to go to the City to a Workman’s Comp Doctor.  Mom had to work, but the kids and I were going to go have a great day of fun down in the City after my Doctor’s appointment.

XXOO to my Sweetie Pie and my Sweetheart Boy

Aunt Deb

Saturday, 23 May 2009

Aunt Deb needs teen aged supervision when doing anything to this blog or website.  I have  promised not to touch any thing more, that way I won’t delete the Blog page again.

It now has been over a week that the children have been gone.  This is the longest that I have been away from them since January 2006. It’s killing me.  I have a feeling in the pit of my stomach that won’t go away.  Now that the dad doesn’t have to answer to anyone anymore, what danger are the kids in? Will they have on floatation devices, will they get 3rd degree sunburn, like Chrissie got and get more skin damage?  The dad wears a tee shirt while the kids go without even sun screen on – no shirt – just in their bathing suits.

I know the kids will adapt  and be as happy as they can to survive.  That’s what Mom taught them to do.   The risks and dangers are so close at hand now.

The dad has to be the center of attention and the kids have gotten hurt so many times when he isn’t watching them.  He can’t show-off, be loud and watch the kids all at the same time.

XXOO to my Sweetie Pie and my Sweetheart Boy

Aunt Deb