An Un-Nerving Night

It was un-nerving. Yesterday my fiancé picked the boys up from Jane’s (It was her weekly evening time with them). They got in the car and Younger Boy had an entirely different outfit on. He left wearing khaki shorts and a black graphic T-shirt. He came back wearing pajama shorts and a red T-shirt. I looked at my fiancé in question.

FH: She said that she did it because she was looking at the small cuts on the inside of his feet.

My gut soured at the blatant lie. I turned to Older Boy to ask if Younger Boy had spilled something on his clothes or had asked for a bath. The answer was “No.” I managed to keep my thoughts to myself the entire ride home. But my thoughts were indeed swirling around.

Was she plotting something? Was she looking for some sign of child abuse? Did she do something to him? What was she asking? What was she saying? Had she completely lost her mind? Did she actually think that we would buy that lie or did she think she was just that crafty? Maybe she just didn’t give a damn what we thought. What the hell is she up to?

All I know is that you don’t need to remove an entire outfit on a toddler to inspect small cuts on the inside of his feet, especially when he was wearing sandals. And I can already tell you that they’re grass cuts or small cuts from running around in the sprinklers on Memorial Day weekend.

FH and I talked about it. Should he confront her and ask if there was an issue she wanted to discuss? What was she up to? Was this just some weird quirk on her part or did she indeed have an agenda? And if so what would that agenda be? She sure as hell hasn’t shown any interest in the boys’ lives outside of what the courts expected of her, or wanting to really be a part in their lives, much less in having them stay with her. She hadn’t mentioned anything.

I got really angry. She’s hurt those boys so much, and she’s only continued to cause them pain with her indifference toward their achievements and lack of effort in wanting to spend time with them. I don’t know what she’s up to, if she’s up to anything. But whatever it is I hope like heck that it’s not going to hurt them further.

And then I got angry that she lied. It was such a ridiculous obvious lie. Why didn't she just ask if we had seen them or what they were from? We could have given her an answer. The one thing that I really dislike is lying. And her lie was by far ridiculous.

I woke up this morning feeling a little better. But I had a talk with Allison to see if she had heard anything. She hadn’t. And she about had the same reaction as I did.

So I’m trying not to dwell on it. I’m not going to stress myself out because of her actions, but I’m definitely not going to let it be forgotten. I’ve definitely made a mental note of it.