This story is based on an interview with Karyann Parkinson, 36, a prospective attorney from Northern Virginia awaiting bar qualification. It has been edited for length and clarity.
My life was turned upside down in early June 2026 — two weeks before the birth of my fifth child.
I was eight-and-a-half months pregnant when I opened the front door to a security guard from our gated community. He was standing behind my 5-year-old son, Sam.
Sam, who looked scared, was clutching a handful of goose feathers he’d gathered from a pond inside our HOA, about half a mile from our house.
Our neighborhood was close-knit
I allowed him to go alone because he wanted to gather more feathers after we’d returned from our daily walk and bike ride there.
Everyone in our neighborhood was close-knit and knew each other. There was 24-hour security, a 25-mph speed limit, sidewalks, and wide grass verges.
Sam was a responsible and independent kid. He’d made that journey hundreds of times with me, my husband, Dallin, 37, and our other children, now 7, 11, and 14.
However, the security guard thought it was dangerous. He said that a passerby had alerted him after spotting Sam. He said that it was “against the rules” for him to be out and about on his own, and the association didn’t permit it.
I said I didn’t know of an HOA bylaw that prohibited children from being alone.
He said it was “against the law” and that he was contacting the police.
A police officer knocked on our door
I continued making lunch. “The guy is being overzealous,” I thought. I imagined the police had better things to do and nothing would come of it.
Sam was shaken up, saying the guard said we broke the rules and there were bad people in our neighborhood. I told him it wasn’t the case — that our neighbors were good people and that he didn’t need to be afraid.
Ten minutes later, a police officer knocked on our door. I told him that Sam had my permission to go to the pond. By then, I was pretty upset and said, “I’m really not interested in talking to you about it.”
He said he was bringing in Child Protection Services (CPS) and moved his car to block the driveway. Two more police cars drew up, followed by two CPS workers.
I called my husband, a mental health counselor, and asked him to come home. I was basically hiding inside my house with Sam until he showed up.
He spoke to the officers. “This doesn’t seem right,” he told them. Like me, he knew about Virginia’s reasonable childhood independence law that passed in 2023.
Our son was mature and responsible
It says that neglect occurs only when you put your child in serious or obvious danger, with no lower restriction on their age. Independence should be age-appropriate, taking into account the child’s individual maturity and abilities.
Dallin and I always agreed that Sam was mature and responsible. He took tennis classes and swam confidently. His walk to the pond was fitting for his personality and character.
Still, CPS insisted that 5 was too young for Sam to be alone. Dallin got me to come outside and talk things through.
It was such an uncomfortable experience, and I felt exposed. They wanted me to sign a safety plan, which said that Sam must be supervised at all times. I refused.
Next, they wanted to inspect the house and record the names and birth dates of our other children. I’d done nothing wrong and said no.
It was humiliating as a pregnant woman
They issued a warrant for my arrest four days later. I signed it after consulting with my attorney, Andrew Gordon, a friend who represented me pro bono.
The following two weeks were horrible. I was trying to get into the headspace of being a new mom again. I was worried about my baby’s well-being.
It was humiliating, especially as a heavily pregnant woman. I felt ashamed and exposed. It was almost as if I were on display when I delivered my newborn, toward the end of June.
CPS did a home visit to ensure the house was safe. In mid-July — on our 16th wedding anniversary — I received a letter saying the allegations were substantiated. I was placed on Virginia’s child abuse and neglect registry for seven years, banning me from volunteering at my kids’ schools.
If that wasn’t enough, I faced the criminal misdemeanor charge of contributing to the delinquency of a minor.
The accusation hung over me until late August, when I appeared before a judge at James City County’s Juvenile and Domestic Relations District Court in Williamsburg. I pleaded not guilty. Admitting an offense I didn’t commit violated my principles.
My 6-month sentence was suspended
The stress affected Dallin and the children. My 7-year-old daughter was particularly worried. We spent a lot of time with her, saying, “Mom’s not going to jail.”
Still, the judge heard the evidence and gave me a six-month sentence. It was immediately suspended.
Andrew filed an appeal because we want the case decided by a jury. Hopefully, it will take place before Christmas or early next year.
Our family recently moved, mostly because of the new job I accepted. But it had felt unsustainable for us to stay in our HOA. We thought we were no longer welcome.
I feel disheartened when I reflect on what happened. People are conditioned to parent from a place of fear; an ingrained mentality that, if you are seen as imperfect or deficient in any way, your neighbors will call and report you rather than help you.
That said, I take comfort from knowing there’s a consensus that we want our kids to be independent. I hope parents will be courageous enough to look them in the eye, recognize what they’re capable of, and send them outside.
We should parent from a place of confidence, trust, and love for our children.
Editor’s note: Karyann Parkinson was first interviewed by Reason. Business Insider verified her account through documents. We contacted the Commonwealth Attorney’s Office for James City County, Virginia, where a spokesperson said they could not comment on a pending case. The person who answered our call to James City County Family Services said, “We won’t be speaking to the media.”
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