Things have escalated quickly in the surprise Robin Thicke and Paula Patton custody battle.
Marvin Gaye fan, Robin, rolled up on his ex-wife’s home yesterday morning, accompanied by the L.A. county sheriff’s deputies. He was also clutching a court order in his ass-prospectin’ hand that said he could have time with his 6-year-old son, Julian. The cops went in, and TMZ reports that Julian told them he didn’t want to go with dad because he was scared of him. The deputies came out and told Robin they weren’t going to take Julian against his will.
Let’s back up.
We found out yesterday that the DCFS has retrieved one of those dreaded manila folders from the supply closet and labeled it “Child Abuse?” in regards to Robin. Son Julian reportedly told people at his school that Robin was spanking him excessively. Paula found out and added “Uh, spanks? Try punches. And the nanny claims he was hitting the bong in front of him. Did I add that I think he might be pre-gaming for Julian’s school events?” to the accusations.
Paula filed an emergency court order to limit Robin’s visits with Julian, and restrict them to daytime only and insisted that a monitor be present. A judge didn’t go for it. Robin got L.A.’s finest involved because, when he rang up Paula to facilitate picking up his son for a visit, she allegedly did what I do when a bill collector calls and screened that shit.
Robin is reportedly out of frame in the video, but cops explain to a visibly distraught Paula (that’s her wearing the red bandana up top) and the woman with her that they had to go in and talk to Julian because it’s what the law requires. They also explain that they won’t be handing Julian over to Robin, because that’s not how they operate.
The tug-of-war over a kid is relatively soul-shredding. TMZ has a source from Robin’s side that claims these two are nearing some “middle ground” in regards to custody. Normally, a cop car isn’t parked on “middle ground” but we’ll wait and see.
What I was left with from this sad story is that I like what Paula has done with the grounds of her Malibu home. It’s not too manicured, but she’s made sure her landscaper hasn’t let the mulch take over. I hate that. As you can tell, custody battles are a comedy killer (like UTI’s and those Sarah Mclachlan animal torture videos).