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[QillerDaemon]

So, what's the story about your son being in S America? I haven't heard.

The short story is that my first wife, his mother, took him with her when she moved back down to Bolivia. She was born here in the US to Bolivian parents, but moved back with them at an early age. She and I divorced when my son was four, and I didn't know she was already involved with some older guy who lived there who'd later become his stepfather. She had already made arrangements to take our son with her, apparently against our divorce decree, but I didn't understand that at the time. She and my boy moved first to Buenos Aires, I don't know why, but later moved into La Paz where she started a travel agency that did pretty well. I wasn't able to see him for about five years after that, and I later learned that her parents sued for parental custody of our son and won the case. She lost all her motherly rights to our son, and then I was able to visit him. She was allowed visitation for short times, and that's when I finally got to see him again, since she couldn't refuse me. I was later able to use that and the legal fact she took our son without permission to a foreign country to sue to stop paying child support to her. By Florida law, she can't get child support if she doesn't actually have the child.

When he was twelve, my son decided he had enough of living in Bolivia, and during a trip here decided he wanted to move in with me and live here in Orlando. The fun part was that technically, while I was his father, by our divorce decree I was not his guardian, so couldn't register him for school. HIs grandparents back in La Paz were his legal guardians, so they had to give me written permission to have him and send him to school. And that took almost a year to wrangle out, so I had to home-school him during that time. The really fun part is how little English he spoke then, so that's something we really had to work on, and spoke a lot of Spanish/Spanglish to each other. He was ESL for the first year of his middle school once I got him in. His Spanish teachers just loved his cute little Bolivian accent And that's the short story, I've left out a lot of details.

[WestTexasCrude]

So, what's the story about your son being in S America? I haven't heard.

The short story is that my first wife, his mother, took him with her when she moved back down to Bolivia. She was born here in the US to Bolivian parents, but moved back with them at an early age. She and I divorced when my son was four, and I didn't know she was already involved with some older guy who lived there who'd later become his stepfather. She had already made arrangements to take our son with her, apparently against our divorce decree, but I didn't understand that at the time. She and my boy moved first to Buenos Aires, I don't know why, but later moved into La Paz where she started a travel agency that did pretty well. I wasn't able to see him for about five years after that, and I later learned that her parents sued for parental custody of our son and won the case. She lost all her motherly rights to our son, and then I was able to visit him. She was allowed visitation for short times, and that's when I finally got to see him again, since she couldn't refuse me. I was later able to use that and the legal fact she took our son without permission to a foreign country to sue to stop paying child support to her. By Florida law, she can't get child support if she doesn't actually have the child.

When he was twelve, my son decided he had enough of living in Bolivia, and during a trip here decided he wanted to move in with me and live here in Orlando. The fun part was that technically, while I was his father, by our divorce decree I was not his guardian, so couldn't register him for school. HIs grandparents back in La Paz were his legal guardians, so they had to give me written permission to have him and send him to school. And that took almost a year to wrangle out, so I had to home-school him during that time. The really fun part is how little English he spoke then, so that's something we really had to work on, and spoke a lot of Spanish/Spanglish to each other. He was ESL for the first year of his middle school once I got him in. His Spanish teachers just loved his cute little Bolivian accent And that's the short story, I've left out a lot of details.

I had not heard that before. Must have been rough for you. Thanks for the details.