Perhaps I was naive to assume there would be a court date in August. I just looked up the docket for Jo Jo’s case, and the new date is September 10th. I, of course, will be on vacation during that time, assuming I can get permission to take her with me in time.
I can’t believe that in the amount of time it took to get Moose home, Jo Jo has not had a single court proceeding. She will be six-months old by the next trial date, hardly the little chicken-legged newborn who was brought to my house with a few too-big clothes and too-big diapers and a car-seat that reeked of smoke.
Please cross your fingers that at least my petition to travel out of state will get signed in time to go!
Mother of All Things 