She wasn’t drunk. Her breath stunk. I checked the wine bottle, the time on the receipt, the time period I remember her drinking, her weight, and I’m more convinced now than ever that she was not intoxicated, but P.M.S.ing on some poor store clerk and then the police.

They did not charge her with public intoxication, probably because she kept requesting a breathalyzer after the officer informed her that she was being arrested for public intoxication. The charge of child endangerment was from Caleb hitting his head on the car while being put in his carseat.

That’s not going to fly. I already know what Caleb does when he doesn’t get his way. He bangs his head on shit as hard as he can. He lurches out of your arms unexpectedly. That’s not child endangerment. That’s child wrangling. Child whispering.

As for taking custody from me at the scene based solely on my past criminal history, well, they are going to have to explain in great detail how that isn’t a violation of several of my Constitutionally protected rights.