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Inbox Msg between Me & Ashlee/James RE:Dakota

Between Ashlee Kersting and You
Laurie Rhodes Maloy March 23 at 6:34pm
And please don't punish Sonya for anything I said. Those are my feelings. Not her's and she has no bearing on my own mind, thoughts and opinions.
I feel very betrayed and don't understand why you would think that's okay to sneak by with. Put yourself in Sonya or my place.
How would that feel?

I will tell you this, I have never done or would even think of doing such a thing, and believe you me, I have 2 horrible ex-husbands (the girls' dads) and their families to deal with, but by god I did what was right for my girls, regardless of the sacrifices I had to make or the discomfort and inconvenience I had. That was part of the deal of having kids and not being with the dads. They have a family, my job was to keep the connected to those families. I am very proud of all I've done. My girls always came before me. And now my grandbabies do as well.
You have no idea how much this has hurt Sonya, on top of everything else that she has been dealing with and experiencing these last few weeks.
I mean, for hells sake we JUST got home from the court finalizing the baby's adoption and we see that OUR Dakota was here!? And nobody care enough about him nor us to at least make a short McDonalds visit???
I just don't understand the selfishness.

March 23 at 6:48pm
We spent the money to get to Utah. We drove for 11 hours through a snow storm, then 9 hours to get back. We did this so our family's could spend 3 days with Dakota and jimmy. As much as we would like to make these kinds of trips for Sonya, we can't. So please just drop it.

Laurie Rhodes Maloy March 23 at 7:03pm
You completely disregarded everything I was saying.
Once again, Dakota IS OUR Family and WE are HIS FAMILY.
Just drop it.
Easy for you to say.
And how convenient to be able to just brush us all off like dirt and do whatever pleases only you.
Sorry, that is NOT in Dakota's best interest at all.
Besides, you said you didn't want him 'taken out of school' to visit w/ Sonya so she HAD to come on Spring Break. Meaning you either took him out of school for this trip or this is his SB which would leave Sonya out either way, so somewhere in there is a lie.
Like I said this is for James and Sonya who actually MADE Dakota to discuss, not for you to blow off because you don't want to deal with us anymore.
He is not a possession, he is a child, a human and a person with needs, feelings and a whole other family.
And anyone with a 2nd grade education knows the weather between here & Denver in March is dicey. What that has to do with Dakota seeing his Family, I have no idea.
So I deduce you are unwilling to commit to doing what is right and emotionally healthy for Dakota.
I misjudged you.

March 23 at 7:18pm
Please don't write to, or contact me or my family. You are rude, and you are being childish and I am done trying to reason with you. All you are trying to do is get a rise out of Ashlee, which is not going to happen. Both Ashlee and I are personally done with you. I don't know how you thought this would end but, Please leave us alone. Thanks, James.

Laurie Rhodes Maloy March 23 at 8:16pm
The problem is you HAVEN'T tried to talk to (reason) with any of us.
Don't accuse me of playing the games you are with Dakota's mental and emotional health.
You are controlling and petty and cold hearted. Certainly not worried about Dakota. Just your own world.
Do you have the same issues as your Mother mentally?
IF we COULD talk as adults, we wouldn't have these problems, but I think you are waiting for us to just disappear from Dakota's life forever or force us to.
Sonya just relinquished a BABY she birthed 4 days ago, this has hurt her even worse. How is that MY fault?
Dakota will know the truth and he is not something you OWN.
I thought you cared for him and loved him.
I was so very wrong.
Or maybe you just can't get past your hate for Sonya or now the rest of us which I do not understand where that came from.
And Cajun & Sonya have no idea I'm writing this to you. I just think it's mean to do that. I'm tired of ass kissing and walking on egg shells when we still get shit on.
Just let Sonya and Cajun talk to him,
I want nothing to do with people like you.
I will explain to Dakota when he's older.

March 23 at 8:52pm
Cajun hasn't done anything wrong, either has Sonya, quit bringing them into your psychosis. You are crazy and Dakota doesn't need to be around unstable people. He will understand my decisions when he gets older. Until you decide to be an adult, and get back on you meds, leave us alone. Stop talking to us, or I will file for a restraining order.

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