That was almost fun! The judge asked the Mrs. which child she wanted to sit
in her lap as she testified so our daughter went up with her. Now here is our son
(5 years old) and me sitting at that big table. He reaches up and grabs the
mic’ and bends it down to his mouth and began answering the questions with
the Mrs. I thought the judge was going to bust out laughing! He was
grinning from ear to ear as he motioned for me to let our son be, that it was
okay. It was hilarious!
Then when our son and I went up to testify, OMG! The boy has somehow gotten
my DNA ’cause he hasn’t a shy bone in his body. He answered a few questions
with me. “Yes sir.” Then when the judge asked him who his mommy was he
smiled real big and pointed to the Mrs. and then when asked who his daddy was
he smiled real big , turned in my lap and pointed at me. Finally the judge
thanked him for “testifying” and our son leans into the mic’ and says, “You’re
welcome.” What a hoot!
We didn’t get into the court room until about eleven and the judge actually
thanked us for bringing some happiness into his courtroom.
Some may think that after over forty-two months of working through this process that this is a “happy ending” but in all actuality it is truly a happy beginning!”