I Have Lost All Faith In the Child Welfare Program

Recently a girl came to visit the land of boys for a few days. Normally if this happens it is a very happy time. However, this particular girl was awakened Tuesday morning by a social worker and people from the sheriff's office. This girl lives in a tough situation with her mom and her mom's boyfriend. The mom's boyfriend has numerous times gotten drunk, thrown the mom and her two girls out of his house, and is very likely to yell at them. This I knew. What I did NOT know is that every night he makes girl and little sister give him goodnight kisses. He tickles them on the leg or the chest area and when they tell him to stop, he does not. They have to yell and the mom has to get involved to get him to stop. Girl's friend's aunt called and reported this. So I get a call asking if girl can come to our house for a few days. (sister is visiting relatives at the time)
Social worker, mom, and girl come over. Social worker has me sign ONE paper and gives me guardianship rights to girl. No showing ID, no background check, not even wanting to know my husband's name. Just one piece of paper. the only rule was girl could have no contact with mom's boyfriend while "investigation" is going on. Mom and girl get into a yelling match. Social worker and mom leave.
Girl's mom calls. They continue the shouting. Mom proceeds to tell me how bad of a mom girl's friend's mom is. Girl's friend has no right to say anything about what has happened. Girl and mom yell more. Girl's mom tells her she is going to have to move out of state to live with grandparents because "this is HIS house" Girl cries.
I call friend who is also social worker. Find out what it would take to let girl be a part of our family. Basically, another piece of paper. But mom has to agree. Mom does not.
Wednesday, mom calls back. Tells girl she has two options: move in with grandparents or move back home. Moving home means changing the way she dresses (which btw would happen here) meaning no butt shorts or spaghetti strap tops. No contact at all with girl whose aunt called dhr, grounded from everything but school and church. Apparently though, this does not raise a red flag to DHR. This does not say "hey, maybe mom thinks this guy really is a creep who can't control himself around little girls," the way it does to me.
Thursday, social worker goes to talk to mom's boyfriend. Tells him he is not allowed to put his hands on girl. Comes here to talk to girl. Talks, then says she can go home. A precious girl is in a bad situation and there is nothing I can do. She got put back into a home where her own mother cares more about her boyfriend than her kids. Mark and I are both sick about it. When Samuel found out we were taking her back he said, "But this is your home. You live here now." Oh, if only the system knew what little kids know.