The Caseworker Let Down------ and random geek references I have refrained from using until this point

Snow White's caseworker is making me wish I was the Hulk.

 And not in my normal geeky way of wishing I had the One Ring,  could wield the  Force, or attend Hogwarts.

I wish it because according to comic books, my strength and ferocity would match my anger, and then maybe I could intimidate someone enough to get something done.

For weeks I have been asking for an update on the case.

Are mom and dad still homeless?

Are they submitting to drug tests?

Are you planning on having a concurrent case goal after January 5th (the nine month mark)?



There have been no answers, no word, no communication until he notified us that THE PARENTS want answers about what they need to do to get unsupervised visits back (unless the answer is build a time machine and go back and undo that thing you done the answer should be to follow the yellow brick road to hell).

So since the parents want answers we ARE NOW going to schedule a monthly staffing to take a look at the case's progress etc. Hubby will be attending via phone, and I am a little nervous.

This caseworker is a wildcard. He has repeatedly said that he is over the parents and wants them out of his life..... which has made him (from my point of view) avoid this case like the plague.

Basically he is not working to see what is in the best interest of Snow White and is doing whatever he can to make sure the parents stay off of his back. We will see what he thinks will be the most advantageous to HIM when it comes time to make a final decision.


Oh and Ariel's caseworker? She wrote the longest email yet. She spent two long paragraphs buttering us up and telling us what amazing foster parents we were, and then ended with "Oh, I almost forgot. We had court today".

Spock could have done a better job of emotionally preparing me to hear that!

WHAT THE FREAKING HELL?

There was a court case regarding my little girl and I was never informed? Are you friggin' kidding me? Needless to say I wasn't especially nice.

Though I refrained from cursing.


In the email.


Which at the end of the day is what counts.