The Childrens Attorney
So this was funny. The guy that I didn’t know in court yesterday turned out to the Attorney that was appointed by the court to represent the kids in the custody hearing. So when they came in from school yesterday, I told them that we were going to see their attorney. They looked at me really funny of course, and I explained to them that the court had appointed them an attorney to make sure that things were going the way they wanted them to go.
So we went down there. The attorney had me sit in for a couple of minutes while he explained to them who he was and what his job was as far as protecting their rights. He then had me wait in the lobby while he talked to the children together without me in the room.
When they came out, everyone was smiling and happy so I assumed they told him they were happy being with me and so on. He handed each of them his card, shook their hands and told them that they could call him any time they had a problem or question about what was going on.
So on the way home, they started messing with me about having their own attorney. Hailey looked at me real serious and said, “You realize you can’t ground me or anything now Grammy.” I wasn’t thinking about the “attorney thing” and I said, “What makes you think that?” She said, “Because I’ll call my attorney!!!!” Of course we all busted out laughing and all the way home they came up with all kinds of things that would bring about the need for them to call “their attorney.”
I was actually very happy about this little move because it seemed to have given them a sense of having some rights and some say so in the whole thing and in their lives in general. They joked about it, but I think it really did something way deep down inside to empower them. They are such great kids and this really made them feel good. They got to tell their side of what happened that caused them to end up here in the first place and the attorney explained to them that whatever they said to him, he couldn’t repeat to anyone unless they wanted him to. He told them that it didn’t matter to him what mom or dad or grandma or anyone else in the world wanted, that his job was to make sure that what was happening was agreeable to them.
How empowering is that for children who have been through so much. I really feel like that fifteen minutes they spent with him may possibly change their lives.