And pages twenty-six through thirty-one of that report are about me, and they are the reason I still have a copy on my desk.

They say, in summary, three things.

That I had moved my daughter’s residence twice in eleven months during a period when stability was the principal clinical recommendation, and that both moves were driven by my own circumstances and not hers.

That case materials had been accessible in the home — a binder on a kitchen counter, which I have no memory of and do not dispute — and that a ten-year-old who is finding out about her own case from a countertop is being made a participant in it.

And that the father presented as “highly organized and emotionally contained in a manner that may be adaptive for litigation and is not adaptive for a child who is trying to determine whether it is safe to be upset in front of him.”