After putting Jane to bed and writing most of the previous post, I got a call from the girl's aunt who has moved out of state. We'll be visiting her family on our way to FL.
We're chatting when she suddenly changes the topic (I later realized someone walked out of the room so she could speak freely) and she tells me point blank to never, ever allow Grandma to take the girls out on her own. That Grandma absolutely will put them in contact with their father who is a convicted sexual predator of young children. That Grandma did that with his other kids by another mother over Thanksgiving. There are pictures on FB to prove it. And the girl was instructed, by Grandma, to lie to her parents about who had been at the Thanksgiving party.
This is the same family party that Grandma BEGGED us to allow her to take the girls to. She tried every which way to get them there. And I felt super bad about denying her at the time but on an instinctual level it felt wrong for us to let them go off to the home of family members we hadn't met.
Aunt also warned me to always look in the back of Grandma's car to see if her son is hiding there when she comes to our house. Oh My Freaking God!!!! I never even thought of that!
Aunt told me again and again to never trust her, never let her have pre-planned, solo access to the girls, always be suspicious, always be on guard, expect I'm being lied to.
At the end of the conversation Aunt told me she was so glad the girls came to us and are totally free of her family. She said that when she first learned we were changing their middle names she got mad but now she's not only glad she wishes we'd change their whole names and hide them away forever from her sister.
She cried and made me promise that when the day comes that the girls ask about their family history I'm to put them in contact with her so she can tell them the whole truth--that she could've gotten custody of them but it was a true choice of love to get them out of the family.
So then I'm crying and thanking her again for the choice she made to back out and let them stay with us. And promising I'll keep them safe from her lying, conniving sister.
Next up: we see Grandma on Christmas Eve.
We're chatting when she suddenly changes the topic (I later realized someone walked out of the room so she could speak freely) and she tells me point blank to never, ever allow Grandma to take the girls out on her own. That Grandma absolutely will put them in contact with their father who is a convicted sexual predator of young children. That Grandma did that with his other kids by another mother over Thanksgiving. There are pictures on FB to prove it. And the girl was instructed, by Grandma, to lie to her parents about who had been at the Thanksgiving party.
This is the same family party that Grandma BEGGED us to allow her to take the girls to. She tried every which way to get them there. And I felt super bad about denying her at the time but on an instinctual level it felt wrong for us to let them go off to the home of family members we hadn't met.
Aunt also warned me to always look in the back of Grandma's car to see if her son is hiding there when she comes to our house. Oh My Freaking God!!!! I never even thought of that!
Aunt told me again and again to never trust her, never let her have pre-planned, solo access to the girls, always be suspicious, always be on guard, expect I'm being lied to.
At the end of the conversation Aunt told me she was so glad the girls came to us and are totally free of her family. She said that when she first learned we were changing their middle names she got mad but now she's not only glad she wishes we'd change their whole names and hide them away forever from her sister.
She cried and made me promise that when the day comes that the girls ask about their family history I'm to put them in contact with her so she can tell them the whole truth--that she could've gotten custody of them but it was a true choice of love to get them out of the family.
So then I'm crying and thanking her again for the choice she made to back out and let them stay with us. And promising I'll keep them safe from her lying, conniving sister.
Next up: we see Grandma on Christmas Eve.
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