Photo - The family of two of these children want them to know that they are missed and loved. All four are adopted, 2 at birth, and 2 that are the children of the writer of the following story. In her own words: Jaden, James, & Dylan; Legally Kidnapped Marshall County Protection and Permenancy Butler County Cabinet for Health and Family Services My name is Jennifer, I'm a mother of three of the most beautiful little boys on the planet, if I've ever done anything right in my life it was creating those little gorgeous human beings. I married Jaden's dad Caleb in 2007 when I turned 18, I gave birth to Jaden Isaiah shortly after on December 30, 2008. Jaden and I had three years just the two of us. He was sweet, funny, and so sensitive, the littlest thing would just break his little heart. Caleb ended his military career, and we just couldn't make things work, it was best for all three of us that we just parted ways. Jaden seen him for the last time on his first birthday, then he moved back to Texas, and it was almost 6 years, before Jaden seen him again. I then met James' dad, and immediatly fell in love with him, he played with Jaden more on our first date, than anything. We weren't together for very long at all when I found out we were going to be welcoming another baby boy into the world, I gave birth to James Wayne on December 15, 2011. Jaden grew to love Daniel and called him daddy from age 2-5. We had a pretty good life together, the boys were happy and healthy, we loved each other, we had our tiny family and we loved it. Everything was almost perfect except that one little problem, Daniel had a morphine addiction, he was an IV user for many many years before me. So when I found out I was pregnant with James I told him, this is it, our son isn't going to be born, with things being the way they were. At the time he couldn't quit work, we we're already staying in a two bedroom house, with my mother. So we tried methadone, it's a horrible thing, Daniel and I started to argue and our wonderful little life got smack back to reality really fast. Daniel fell asleep driving, two times in less than two weeks, driving the only car we had to get him back in forth to work, mine. Daniel started talking to an ex girlfriend who he also had a child with, he was maybe 3 months older than James. I'd get the baby on the weekends, and watch him even when Daniel was at work. Daniel started using this girls car, giving excuse after excuse about why he had it. A little while later, I found out that Daniel had been messing with her behind my back for, quite a while, the sad thing was I was watching their baby the day I found out what they were doing. So the boys and I, went to Owensboro, we lived with my mother for about 6 months, and I just couldn't handle it anymore, that was my home, so I packed up the boys and back to Marshall County we went. There was a really bad altercation, but she finally ended up leaving, everything was chaotic, they had let the power get shut off, he was just everywhere. The next morning we got a knock out our door, and its Marshall County Protection and Permenancy, they ask to look at my arms and feet, so I showed them. They asked Daniel and I seen it on his face before the excuses started flying out, he was right back where he started. Due to the power being out, we took the boys to a close family friend of Daniel's, we stayed there until our first court hearing In the weeks leading up to the court date, we did the hair folicle and mental health evaluations. The night before court I was talking with my oldest son Jaden and letting him know the possibilites of what could happen. Someone knocked on her door, it was the Sherriff in Marshall County, there to serve me with my papers for family court the next morning. He asked me if my name was Jennifer Ann Taylor, and I told him yes. The following morning I called the cabinet and talked to the investigative worker, Jasmine Polley, who was also the investigative worker in my brothers family court case. I ask her about the chances of the boys being taken away from me, and she reasured me that they were not going to take them anymore, that they were putting in for a non removal of my kids. So relieved, I talked to Jaden again and I told him that everything was going to be okay that they would be coming back home. During family court the results to our drug test were read, Daniel failed his majorly, with testing numbers at almost 15,000mg for Meth, the cut off was 200mg. I passed mine, and the judge said that as long as I didn't leave Jaden and James with Daniel unsupervised he didn't see a reason to take them away from me. so I thought it was over, and then the prosector said that I had 3 outstanding warrants for driving on suspended licsense and since there was no one that was "family" there, and Daniel couldn't be with them unsupervised they placed my boys in the states custody. I was out of Jail within 45 minutes to an hour, and my kids were still in the court house, but the judge said I had to take it up with the cabinet. Little did I know the judge denied the cabinets request for an emergency removal order the day before they removed them for lack of sufficient evidence. I lost myself that day, I lost the innocent trusting person, who loved the world, even the not so perfect things. It was 18 days after their removal when I finally got my first visit with them at the cabinets office. They were so happy, and relieved, and I've never cherished a hug more in my life than I did that day. Then when the visit was over the boys couldn't understand why they couldn't just go with mommy. Jaden cried uncontrollably but James just sat there with his head resting on his carseat and stared at me. I can still feel all of those horrible memories everytime I think about that day. Time doesn't heal anything, you just get really good at hiding it from people. Everyday still felt like the first day they we're going, I just couldn't cope with it, I couldn't accept it. I hated how the world just kept on spinning, when my whole world just came crashing down. The fighting with Daniel got worse and worse, he would tell me he didn't care about the boys, and that he wasn't going to help me get them back. He stayed true to his word, going to two, out of many many court dates. After we split up, of course I jumped right into a relationship with his bestfriend, not out of spite, it just happened, still none the less it shouldn't have happened, We were on an equally distructive path, always trying to cover up the pain that was slowly killing me. October 28, 2014 we were on our way home from a friends house, and it had been raining like crazy. Craig seen another friend he knew getting onto the same exit we were, he sped up and tried to beat him. I don't know how or why but the truck just seemed to start flipping and we flipped 5 times. I remember my whole body feeling like your leg when it falls asleep. More than anything I remember thinking, I'm never going to bring my boys home now. They cut me out, and then I was flown to Deaconess, IN where I had surgery immediatly. I was in the hospital for 7 days. As luck should have it, as it always does, I hadn't been out of the hospital but for maybe two weeks when I found out that Craig and I would be having another baby. I was happy but I was terrified. There was no way my mind could handle the loss of another child to Child Protective Servies. So we did what we believed to be the right thing, and retained a lawyer, who told me not to offer the information about my pregnancy but not to lie about it, if they ask me. I seen the social worker every two weeks during my entire pregnancy, and she never noticed. On the day they had scheduled my final Termination of Parental Rights proceeding Dylan was 7 months old, the Marshall County worker showed me a picture of Dylan and ask me who he was. I told her, and she immediatly tried to scare me into bringing him to them. I knew exactly what they were going to do so I took Dylan to stay with his great aunt Sarah in Illinois. I signed a temporary guardianship agreement, through a notary. Dylan was with her for almost three months. Not from my lack of trying to bring him home. She kept refusing to give him to me, and creating all these stipulations for me to do before I could bring him home. I sent her pictures of an unsubstantiated letter from Daviess County, on Dylan. Still nothing. Finally after countless phone calls and emails, I got in touch with Allen Roe. He informed me that since it had never been signed by a judge that legally I could void it at anytime anyway that I wanted. So I texted Sarah and ended the agreement, and drove to pick him up the next day. Law enforcement contacted the Marshall County Protection and Permenancy office, and ask them about what would happen if I brought Dylan him, whether they would take him or not. They informed him that due to the unsubstantiation letter, they had no choice but to let him go with me, and there was nothing that they could do. After the officer followed me to Sarahs, where we discovered she had left, and her mother had no idea when she was going to return. I had to threaten her with kidnapping charges, and the officer gave her 30 minutes to get Dylan and get him down there. Finally Dylan and I were on the road to somewhat being normal again. Or so we thought. We had a wonderful, peaceful two weeks together, when I seen a car pull up in our drive way, and two women got out. I felt the lump in my throat, and sure enough, it was the Butler County Cabinet. Marshall County had contacted them when they found out Dylan was back with me. So knowing what I know now I didn't open the glass door, and advised her that I had nothing to say without a court order or a warrant. She said she just wanted to talk and make sure Dylan was okay. I directed down at Dylan crawling towards the door, and said you see him he's fine. She then threatened me with the police. I told her that was fine but without a court order or a warrant he wasn't coming in either. They got angry and left, they returned almost 7 hours later with a Butler County deputy. They beat on the door and pretty sure the windows and back door too. I knew what they were there for, so Dylan and I hid in the bathroom, after what seemed like a life time, they left. The deputy proceeded to call James. I already had Dylan's ride on their way. There was no was they were taking my baby without a fight. Luckily they got there and got gone with him before they came back. When the deputy returned I was sitting on our front steps. He walked up and said I guess you know why I'm here. He told me that I was lucky that he did see me in there. That if he had he could have broken my door down, shot out dogs and all kinds of mess. I told him he must be above the law because that is illegal. When Wanda Nevins arrived there, she was informed that Dylan was gone, the officer then tried to intimidate me by telling me that if I didn't have Dylan brought back there that they could charge me with custodial interference and/or contempt of court. I told him to do what he had to do,but until they agreed to put Dylan with someone he knew, I refused to tell them. I got arrested the following night, James ask him if he had a warrant and he said yes. When we were about three miles from the jail the deputy made a phone call, and said "I don't know if this is going to be enough to hold her, it isn't an actual warrant. The ladies trying to book me said the same..they ended up keeping me anyway. All the deputy ever had was a court order for a warrant to be issued. He wrote a sitation so they could book me. I was in jail for 7 days, and the judge finally agreed to place Dylan with my fiance James. I was to vacate the premises until the judge said otherwise. So that's what we did. My adjudication hearing was pushed back til the first of December, because his crazy great aunt filed a motion to to intervene. On September 22, 2016 James called me around 5:30 and told me to prepared to call my attorney first thing in the morning because DCBS had picked Dylan up from daycare at 2pm. I talked to the supervisor at 2:30pm she never mentioned my son one time. The morning following I went to the Cabinet and waitied to speak with Wanda. She just looked at me like I was crazy for being upset. When I ask her for papers of any kind, she said there wasn't any, there wasn't anything signed by the judge. She said that they had custody and could move him whenever she wants. I proceeded to show her two separate state statutes that says she does have to tell me, and that she was obligated to give me notice before any changes are made in his placement. I left after I got done cussing and asking her if she was going to get her bonus for Dylan. As of now my attorney wasn't even aware of the cabinets actions, and James' attorney is filing contempt of court charges against Wanda Nevins - Supervisor for the cabinet in Butler County.: The family of two of these children want them to know that they are missed and loved. All four are adopted, 2 at birth, and 2 that are the children of the writer of the following story. In her own words: Jaden, James, & Dylan; Legally Kidnapped Marshall County Protection and Permenancy Butler County Cabinet for Health and Family Services My name is Jennifer, I'm a mother of three of the most beautiful little boys on the planet, if I've ever done anything right in my life it was creating those little gorgeous human beings. I married Jaden's dad Caleb in 2007 when I turned 18, I gave birth to Jaden Isaiah shortly after on December 30, 2008. Jaden and I had three years just the two of us. He was sweet, funny, and so sensitive, the littlest thing would just break his little heart. Caleb ended his military career, and we just couldn't make things work, it was best for all three of us that we just parted ways. Jaden seen him for the last time on his first birthday, then he moved back to Texas, and it was almost 6 years, before Jaden seen him again. I then met James' dad, and immediatly fell in love with him, he played with Jaden more on our first date, than anything. We weren't together for very long at all when I found out we were going to be welcoming another baby boy into the world, I gave birth to James Wayne on December 15, 2011. Jaden grew to love Daniel and called him daddy from age 2-5. We had a pretty good life together, the boys were happy and healthy, we loved each other, we had our tiny family and we loved it. Everything was almost perfect except that one little problem, Daniel had a morphine addiction, he was an IV user for many many years before me. So when I found out I was pregnant with James I told him, this is it, our son isn't going to be born, with things being the way they were. At the time he couldn't quit work, we we're already staying in a two bedroom house, with my mother. So we tried methadone, it's a horrible thing, Daniel and I started to argue and our wonderful little life got smack back to reality really fast. Daniel fell asleep driving, two times in less than two weeks, driving the only car we had to get him back in forth to work, mine. Daniel started talking to an ex girlfriend who he also had a child with, he was maybe 3 months older than James. I'd get the baby on the weekends, and watch him even when Daniel was at work. Daniel started using this girls car, giving excuse after excuse about why he had it. A little while later, I found out that Daniel had been messing with her behind my back for, quite a while, the sad thing was I was watching their baby the day I found out what they were doing. So the boys and I, went to Owensboro, we lived with my mother for about 6 months, and I just couldn't handle it anymore, that was my home, so I packed up the boys and back to Marshall County we went. There was a really bad altercation, but she finally ended up leaving, everything was chaotic, they had let the power get shut off, he was just everywhere. The next morning we got a knock out our door, and its Marshall County Protection and Permenancy, they ask to look at my arms and feet, so I showed them. They asked Daniel and I seen it on his face before the excuses started flying out, he was right back where he started. Due to the power being out, we took the boys to a close family friend of Daniel's, we stayed there until our first court hearing In the weeks leading up to the court date, we did the hair folicle and mental health evaluations. The night before court I was talking with my oldest son Jaden and letting him know the possibilites of what could happen. Someone knocked on her door, it was the Sherriff in Marshall County, there to serve me with my papers for family court the next morning. He asked me if my name was Jennifer Ann Taylor, and I told him yes. The following morning I called the cabinet and talked to the investigative worker, Jasmine Polley, who was also the investigative worker in my brothers family court case. I ask her about the chances of the boys being taken away from me, and she reasured me that they were not going to take them anymore, that they were putting in for a non removal of my kids. So relieved, I talked to Jaden again and I told him that everything was going to be okay that they would be coming back home. During family court the results to our drug test were read, Daniel failed his majorly, with testing numbers at almost 15,000mg for Meth, the cut off was 200mg. I passed mine, and the judge said that as long as I didn't leave Jaden and James with Daniel unsupervised he didn't see a reason to take them away from me. so I thought it was over, and then the prosector said that I had 3 outstanding warrants for driving on suspended licsense and since there was no one that was "family" there, and Daniel couldn't be with them unsupervised they placed my boys in the states custody. I was out of Jail within 45 minutes to an hour, and my kids were still in the court house, but the judge said I had to take it up with the cabinet. Little did I know the judge denied the cabinets request for an emergency removal order the day before they removed them for lack of sufficient evidence. I lost myself that day, I lost the innocent trusting person, who loved the world, even the not so perfect things. It was 18 days after their removal when I finally got my first visit with them at the cabinets office. They were so happy, and relieved, and I've never cherished a hug more in my life than I did that day. Then when the visit was over the boys couldn't understand why they couldn't just go with mommy. Jaden cried uncontrollably but James just sat there with his head resting on his carseat and stared at me. I can still feel all of those horrible memories everytime I think about that day. Time doesn't heal anything, you just get really good at hiding it from people. Everyday still felt like the first day they we're going, I just couldn't cope with it, I couldn't accept it. I hated how the world just kept on spinning, when my whole world just came crashing down. The fighting with Daniel got worse and worse, he would tell me he didn't care about the boys, and that he wasn't going to help me get them back. He stayed true to his word, going to two, out of many many court dates. After we split up, of course I jumped right into a relationship with his bestfriend, not out of spite, it just happened, still none the less it shouldn't have happened, We were on an equally distructive path, always trying to cover up the pain that was slowly killing me. October 28, 2014 we were on our way home from a friends house, and it had been raining like crazy. Craig seen another friend he knew getting onto the same exit we were, he sped up and tried to beat him. I don't know how or why but the truck just seemed to start flipping and we flipped 5 times. I remember my whole body feeling like your leg when it falls asleep. More than anything I remember thinking, I'm never going to bring my boys home now. They cut me out, and then I was flown to Deaconess, IN where I had surgery immediatly. I was in the hospital for 7 days. As luck should have it, as it always does, I hadn't been out of the hospital but for maybe two weeks when I found out that Craig and I would be having another baby. I was happy but I was terrified. There was no way my mind could handle the loss of another child to Child Protective Servies. So we did what we believed to be the right thing, and retained a lawyer, who told me not to offer the information about my pregnancy but not to lie about it, if they ask me. I seen the social worker every two weeks during my entire pregnancy, and she never noticed. On the day they had scheduled my final Termination of Parental Rights proceeding Dylan was 7 months old, the Marshall County worker showed me a picture of Dylan and ask me who he was. I told her, and she immediatly tried to scare me into bringing him to them. I knew exactly what they were going to do so I took Dylan to stay with his great aunt Sarah in Illinois. I signed a temporary guardianship agreement, through a notary. Dylan was with her for almost three months. Not from my lack of trying to bring him home. She kept refusing to give him to me, and creating all these stipulations for me to do before I could bring him home. I sent her pictures of an unsubstantiated letter from Daviess County, on Dylan. Still nothing. Finally after countless phone calls and emails, I got in touch with Allen Roe. He informed me that since it had never been signed by a judge that legally I could void it at anytime anyway that I wanted. So I texted Sarah and ended the agreement, and drove to pick him up the next day. Law enforcement contacted the Marshall County Protection and Permenancy office, and ask them about what would happen if I brought Dylan him, whether they would take him or not. They informed him that due to the unsubstantiation letter, they had no choice but to let him go with me, and there was nothing that they could do. After the officer followed me to Sarahs, where we discovered she had left, and her mother had no idea when she was going to return. I had to threaten her with kidnapping charges, and the officer gave her 30 minutes to get Dylan and get him down there. Finally Dylan and I were on the road to somewhat being normal again. Or so we thought. We had a wonderful, peaceful two weeks together, when I seen a car pull up in our drive way, and two women got out. I felt the lump in my throat, and sure enough, it was the Butler County Cabinet. Marshall County had contacted them when they found out Dylan was back with me. So knowing what I know now I didn't open the glass door, and advised her that I had nothing to say without a court order or a warrant. She said she just wanted to talk and make sure Dylan was okay. I directed down at Dylan crawling towards the door, and said you see him he's fine. She then threatened me with the police. I told her that was fine but without a court order or a warrant he wasn't coming in either. They got angry and left, they returned almost 7 hours later with a Butler County deputy. They beat on the door and pretty sure the windows and back door too. I knew what they were there for, so Dylan and I hid in the bathroom, after what seemed like a life time, they left. The deputy proceeded to call James. I already had Dylan's ride on their way. There was no was they were taking my baby without a fight. Luckily they got there and got gone with him before they came back. When the deputy returned I was sitting on our front steps. He walked up and said I guess you know why I'm here. He told me that I was lucky that he did see me in there. That if he had he could have broken my door down, shot out dogs and all kinds of mess. I told him he must be above the law because that is illegal. When Wanda Nevins arrived there, she was informed that Dylan was gone, the officer then tried to intimidate me by telling me that if I didn't have Dylan brought back there that they could charge me with custodial interference and/or contempt of court. I told him to do what he had to do,but until they agreed to put Dylan with someone he knew, I refused to tell them. I got arrested the following night, James ask him if he had a warrant and he said yes. When we were about three miles from the jail the deputy made a phone call, and said "I don't know if this is going to be enough to hold her, it isn't an actual warrant. The ladies trying to book me said the same..they ended up keeping me anyway. All the deputy ever had was a court order for a warrant to be issued. He wrote a sitation so they could book me. I was in jail for 7 days, and the judge finally agreed to place Dylan with my fiance James. I was to vacate the premises until the judge said otherwise. So that's what we did. My adjudication hearing was pushed back til the first of December, because his crazy great aunt filed a motion to to intervene. On September 22, 2016 James called me around 5:30 and told me to prepared to call my attorney first thing in the morning because DCBS had picked Dylan up from daycare at 2pm. I talked to the supervisor at 2:30pm she never mentioned my son one time. The morning following I went to the Cabinet and waitied to speak with Wanda. She just looked at me like I was crazy for being upset. When I ask her for papers of any kind, she said there wasn't any, there wasn't anything signed by the judge. She said that they had custody and could move him whenever she wants. I proceeded to show her two separate state statutes that says she does have to tell me, and that she was obligated to give me notice before any changes are made in his placement. I left after I got done cussing and asking her if she was going to get her bonus for Dylan. As of now my attorney wasn't even aware of the cabinets actions, and James' attorney is filing contempt of court charges against Wanda Nevins - Supervisor for the cabinet in Butler County.
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