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Small Update

These pictures were taken on April 12 of this year, the last time Heidi and I saw Tomas. I've been trying not to think about him or to look at his pictures a lot because it's painful. TB and I miss all our grandkids. At least we know that we can see Brandon, Ryan, Taylor & little Nikolas.

I'm sure he has changed -- grown taller and looks older. Babies change quite a lot in 6 months.

We are scheduled to go before a judge on October 3rd, asking for visitation with our little T. We haven't seen him since April and miss him terribly. We met with a lawyer yesterday and I started to cry as I talked about Tomas.
TB and I have often wondered what Tomas thinks of all of this. He has no stability in his life anymore. He used to live with us and we interacted with him everyday, loved him and had certain routines ... then all of that changed. He's been in 3 or 4 different "homes" since April and was suddenly cut off from TB and me by his mother. First he lived with his mother and now he doesn't. Kids are not ping pong balls. I'm sure all this bouncing around is having a bad effect on him. I'm sure he misses us and certainly doesn't understand why he doesn't see us anymore. I don't think she cares that she's hurting her baby as well as us.

Thursday Threesome:

::Little Lost Sheep::

Onesome: Little-- by little we work our way through the week. Do you have anything fun coming up this weekend or in the next week? ...or maybe you're ready for a little relaxation?

TB and I wanted to see Serenity, which is supposed to open this weekend in theaters. The girls wanted to see The Corpse Bride

Twosome: Lost-- Do you get lost easily? ...or are you one of those people who always seems to know where they are?

I get lost easily without having specific directions

Threesome: Sheep-- ...and goats and rabbits and, and, and: What is the favorite critter you look forward to seeing at the petting zoo (if you're a fair goer)? ...and if not, well, which one would just as soon not run across on a walk around the block? I mean, if you were the type who walked around the block and the farm animals escaped from Farmer John's truck on his way to the Fair...

I most look forward to petting cows and horses and I'd just as soon not run into a goat!

Posted by Cassie at September 29, 2005 08:25 AM | TrackBack