Even more suspicious is that I thought the mother's side of the family said that the two little girls slept in the same bed. Had to be uncomfy if one of them suffered from pain from her father falling on top of her.
I remember many years ago when I was with my daughter who had an appointment somewhere in town and it was not well-lit. I was carrying my grandaughter and tripped on a small curb - I will remember that fall forever. I cradled my grandaughter in both arms but held my arms out and up so she wouldn't get hurt. I hit the cement face-forward, first my knees then my elbows got "sanded" from the cement. But I did that instinctively, and yes, it hurt, but no way was I not going to do whatever I could to protect that baby. I never even thought of suing the business because of my bruises. I think as parents, we go by instinct, to protect those smaller helpless ones who we love with all our being. I didn't regard myself as brave, and that's not what I am looking for here....don't need any praises. What I did was to react without weighing any alternatives, and looking back, there were none. Just, save the baby, that was all.
So, why didn't the father take some hits for his little child?
I also wonder if the father was actually living at that home, or if he was used his sister to care for the "extra" little child he had latched onto. That would explain the later revised info that he had put Alya to bed at 8pm the night before, instead of a family member seeing her in bed at 10pm. And how strange that he learned of Alya missing, as in someone else discovered it and had to call him to come to the house and so he would be the one to report it to LE.
I am beyond making excuses for parents of children who disappear during the night. The real boogeyman is the one who was supposed to provide them with love and protect them from harm.
I remember many years ago when I was with my daughter who had an appointment somewhere in town and it was not well-lit. I was carrying my grandaughter and tripped on a small curb - I will remember that fall forever. I cradled my grandaughter in both arms but held my arms out and up so she wouldn't get hurt. I hit the cement face-forward, first my knees then my elbows got "sanded" from the cement. But I did that instinctively, and yes, it hurt, but no way was I not going to do whatever I could to protect that baby. I never even thought of suing the business because of my bruises. I think as parents, we go by instinct, to protect those smaller helpless ones who we love with all our being. I didn't regard myself as brave, and that's not what I am looking for here....don't need any praises. What I did was to react without weighing any alternatives, and looking back, there were none. Just, save the baby, that was all.
So, why didn't the father take some hits for his little child?
I also wonder if the father was actually living at that home, or if he was used his sister to care for the "extra" little child he had latched onto. That would explain the later revised info that he had put Alya to bed at 8pm the night before, instead of a family member seeing her in bed at 10pm. And how strange that he learned of Alya missing, as in someone else discovered it and had to call him to come to the house and so he would be the one to report it to LE.
I am beyond making excuses for parents of children who disappear during the night. The real boogeyman is the one who was supposed to provide them with love and protect them from harm.
my stomach just completely turned.....
