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Today the girls and I took a long drive around the East Bay picking up and dropping off documents. I didn't expect the trip to be much fun, but it was necessary so off we went.
Our first stop was the county clerk recorder's office where we got Diana's birth certificate. The Mapquest directions were dead-on as far as the route getting to the office building, but none of the buildings looked like they were marked with addresses. As a result, we ended up wasting some time going through security in one government building when we really needed to enter the building around the corner and across the street.
When I reached the correct building I was given a short and simple form to complete in order to request Diana's birth certificate. The first hurdle I encountered was the lack of a pen, which I made up for by using a red crayon that I found in the diaper bag I carry. I then proceeded to not only misspell the name of the city Diana was born in, but to also report her birth date at May 17 (instead of July 17). Luckily, they sold me the birth certificate anyway.
I then travelled to my local Navy reserve center to add my daughter's information to my list of dependents. At the first desk I visited Amelia cozied right up to an IC1 and managed to get his apple shaped exercise ball. As we left Amelia made a fuss when I made her give it back and the IC1 told her she could keep it. I told him, "No, that's okay" and whispered that I really did not want Amelia to think she would get something everywhere she visited.
You see, people like to give Amelia things. That's nice of them, but I don't want her to start expecting to receive gifts every time we go anywhere. From our first office we travelled to another building so that I could do more paperwork for the Navy. As I waited for my documents to be completed Amelia drifted in and out of the Command Master Chief's office. Of course, he's a nice fellow, but I didn't want my daughter to bug the chain-of-command. I apologized for the intrusion and the Master Chief gave Amelia a peppermint candy. She ate the thing like a stickless lollipop and wound up with a messy pink face and hands.
Finally getting Amelia to leave the CMC's office, she then moseyed down to the Commanding Officer's spaces. Great. Luckily the CO has a front office where a couple of friendly YN's kept Amelia and Diana occupied for a while. Amelia spotted some bananas on one of the Yeoman's desks and asked for one. She left the office with a banana.
We then visited Mike at work. Diana investigated some potential future colleges while Amelia made friends with Mike's co-workers and some of the college students who happened by. One especially nice student gave Amelia a pair of purple antennae to wear on her head. We wound up taking the antennae home with us. So after making a good effort to keep Amelia from collecting gifts from strangers she wound up with candy, a banana and some shiny purple "ears" (as she calls them).
What can you do? Amelia's cute and people like to give her things. As long as I'm around, I guess this is okay. But soon she'll have to learn not to take gifts from strangers.
Lisa
Our first stop was the county clerk recorder's office where we got Diana's birth certificate. The Mapquest directions were dead-on as far as the route getting to the office building, but none of the buildings looked like they were marked with addresses. As a result, we ended up wasting some time going through security in one government building when we really needed to enter the building around the corner and across the street.
When I reached the correct building I was given a short and simple form to complete in order to request Diana's birth certificate. The first hurdle I encountered was the lack of a pen, which I made up for by using a red crayon that I found in the diaper bag I carry. I then proceeded to not only misspell the name of the city Diana was born in, but to also report her birth date at May 17 (instead of July 17). Luckily, they sold me the birth certificate anyway.
I then travelled to my local Navy reserve center to add my daughter's information to my list of dependents. At the first desk I visited Amelia cozied right up to an IC1 and managed to get his apple shaped exercise ball. As we left Amelia made a fuss when I made her give it back and the IC1 told her she could keep it. I told him, "No, that's okay" and whispered that I really did not want Amelia to think she would get something everywhere she visited.
You see, people like to give Amelia things. That's nice of them, but I don't want her to start expecting to receive gifts every time we go anywhere. From our first office we travelled to another building so that I could do more paperwork for the Navy. As I waited for my documents to be completed Amelia drifted in and out of the Command Master Chief's office. Of course, he's a nice fellow, but I didn't want my daughter to bug the chain-of-command. I apologized for the intrusion and the Master Chief gave Amelia a peppermint candy. She ate the thing like a stickless lollipop and wound up with a messy pink face and hands.
Finally getting Amelia to leave the CMC's office, she then moseyed down to the Commanding Officer's spaces. Great. Luckily the CO has a front office where a couple of friendly YN's kept Amelia and Diana occupied for a while. Amelia spotted some bananas on one of the Yeoman's desks and asked for one. She left the office with a banana.
We then visited Mike at work. Diana investigated some potential future colleges while Amelia made friends with Mike's co-workers and some of the college students who happened by. One especially nice student gave Amelia a pair of purple antennae to wear on her head. We wound up taking the antennae home with us. So after making a good effort to keep Amelia from collecting gifts from strangers she wound up with candy, a banana and some shiny purple "ears" (as she calls them).
What can you do? Amelia's cute and people like to give her things. As long as I'm around, I guess this is okay. But soon she'll have to learn not to take gifts from strangers.
Lisa
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