I will say one thing, I am now officially worried that CPS could come to my house at any moment.
I had no idea there are so many seemingly benign reasons that they could do this.
I was always under the impression where there is smoke, there is fire, but from hearing so many different scenarios, it seems everyone is at risk, no matter how well you think your parenting is. JMOO (the you was not directed at anyone, just a general you as in people).
I can laugh about it now but at the time, being involved with CPS was scary and intensely upsetting.
It started when my now husband moved 2000 miles to be with me. I wasn't the only reason he moved; he'd been making plans to move for about a year to get his 15 year old son away from the drugs and gangs of California. I first met my stepson when he was 16.
Well! Moving away from California to the midwest was definitely not Stepson's idea of a good time. He was angry, rebellious and just plain out for revenge. At some point, he decided to report us to CPS, alleging that we were starving him. Why he thought this would do him any good, I have no idea (and now that he's in his 30s, neither does he).
We were investigated. We showed the investigator the pantry full of food, the refrigerator full of food, the freezer full of food. We showed him our menu plan for the next week, most of it filled out in Stepson's handwriting requesting the dishes he wanted (he'd just been introduced to Korean cooking and he couldn't get enough of it).
The investigation was ruled unfounded.
The next time Stepson got mad at us (probably for some trivial issue like
no, you are not allowed to bring or do drugs in this household), he reported us to CPS again. This time he came right out and stated the problem as he saw it: we refused to keep potato chips, snack cakes or soda pop in the house.
An investigator came out, inspected our kitchen full of nutritious, healthful food. Asked why we didn't keep junk food snacks on hand and I explained I'm diabetic, shouldn't eat that stuff and it is a lot easier not to eat it if it isn't in the kitchen. We showed him the veggies and fruit, some of it already cut up, some would either be eaten out of hand or have to be cut up, a variety of dips, homemade yogurt with a variety of toppings to mix in, nuts, cheese, etc.
All healthy snack foods but not, apparently, to Stepson's taste. He did eat frightening quantities of all of the above but he wanted potato chips.
The investigation was ruled unfounded. Apparently it is not child cruelty to refuse to provide junk food to a teenager.
Stepson kept getting mad at us, reporting us and the investigations kept being ruled unfounded.
It wasn't until an investigator told Stepson that if he made one more unfounded allegation that he (stepson) would be charged that he decided maybe reporting us to CPS wasn't really working the way he wanted it to.
As I said, at the time it was a scary, upsetting experience. Now I can laugh at it.
But if something ever happened to my husband or me, I am sure those old allegations would be dug up and we'd be made to look like the worst parents on earth. People would say "so what if they were ruled unfounded? Where there is that much smoke, there has to be fire."
Somewhere in the back of my head, I still feel a little... unsettled. Not scared, really, just an awareness that if someone wanted to dig through my history, there would probably be clucking and finger waving at me.