I am a father of three. I currently reside in KY where I bought a home and have lived for the past four years, but my ex-wife lives in TN. I have returned from deployments to find my children in a sad state. The children who don't know any better sleep on top of sheets covering a large hole in the bed springs among other things. I remedied the matter the next day with new mattresses but that's the least of the concerns. She has either lived with or "dated" more than 23 men in the last four years. She has had several fiancé’s and has moved more than 14 times in the past two years. I took the kids from that during the time I was home (in between deployments) and they lived with me and my fiancé. During this time their grades stabilized and became good, regular medical and dental visits were a routine thing and my son even began to eat vegetables. I left to another deployment and this time the kids went to an entire different state where she was going to have a new life. The new life didn't last long because of a disagreement with her parents and she moved back to TN. For two months these poor children lived in a foreclosed home without power or water and my 5 year old even admitted that they had to poop outside or in the sink. This is but a small piece of information on an ongoing story. As of today my son is mentally ill now thinking he can pick locks and is tough because he has a mow hawk. My daughter wants a boyfriend because she is allowed to hang out with a 10 year old that has one and my youngest has five cavities when 6 months ago he had none. I need to do something about this but don't know how to go about it. Her constant complaint is that I don't pay enough but she doesn't have a job and her new "fiancé", puts his vehicle modification needs above the family’s needs. I don't worry about their clothes or extra items (boy scouts, cheerleading) anymore because I pay for all of that anyway. I wish she would stop throwing away $45 sneakers because she likes the grunge look better. I am worried for the mental stability of the children. I want my sweet little ones back.