Being in a courtroom isn't usally a good thing. However for our family, and myself personally, it was a very good thing. We showed up to the courthouse plenty early and met up with our attorney and state case worker. By the time we were called to go into the courtroom J had already warmed up, and I knew it wasn't going to be easy to keep this three year old still for the duration. The Judge (who was my parent's neighbor for several years) called my wife, J and I up to the front of the courtroom to sit with our attorney. Breath. DON'T START CRYING. Breath again. I coached my emotions back to their corners and had a seat. We then proceed to testify of our intentions by answering question after question. This is about the time my little man decided he needed to explore the courtroom a little. After a short tantrum he gave in and sat back down, this time with his mommy. We had been instructed to speak into the microphone while testifying, and of course J thought he needed s...