We met with your local caseworker Friday. This first of three meetings lasted nearly three hours. We didn’t talk about you very much, we mostly talked about daddy’s and mommy’s childhoods and our early lives. But we had photos of you on the table in front of us.
Friday night, we learned that there’s a court hearing for you on Wednesday morning.
Saturday, we called our attorney, who agreed to go court to represent us, because we’re 800 miles away.
But Sunday after talking with someone at church, we decided we needed to be in court, too.
So, we’ll see you Wednesday afternoon!