Waffle Cones and Birth Certificates

We’ll start with the birth certificate-

8 months ago, Mariah completed all the parts of the online testing to be able to get her permit. Then it came time to get out her birth cert and send everything in. I couldn’t find it. Looked and looked and came to the conclusion that I had to order a replacement. I got online, filled everything out, paid the fee, printed out the paper that needed to be notarized and faxed it all in. Whew! Now to wait for the magic document to arrive in the mail. About a week later we received an official looking envelope and she was excitedly planning our trip to the DMV. When we opened it, there was a paper stating that there was no record of her birth in the county I’d sent the request to. Huh? Then where the heck was she born? Instead of making me move quickly to figure it out, the whole thing made me drag my feet and wonder what county she could’ve been born in.

Fast forward 7 months-I finally had the county correct and sat back down at the computer to do the whole thing again. I repeated all the steps, paid the fee and printed the paper that needed to be notarized. When I got to the postal annex that has a notary, there was a hand-written sign on the door declaring that they were closed for the day. GREAT! I put the paper back into my planner and drove away.

NOW HIRING

About 2 weeks ago I had Gabi and Luke-Xavier with me on a trip to the bank. After our transactions, we left and I decided to treat them to Cold Stone since it was practically staring me in the face. We got our ice cream and I noticed that they were hiring. I asked for an application for Mariah. She’s been wanting to start applying places for after-school and summertime jobs. They gave me the application and I texted Mariah that I was on my way home with a job prospect for her. She wasted NO time and filled out an application online. She then filled out the one I brought her, turned it in and scheduled an interview. She was hired and would begin her training in 3 days.

“Mom, I start work on Thursday and I need either my birth certificate (after saying this, she snickered) or my SS card.” I replied that I would start looking in the files for her SS card. After all, the whole birth certificate thing had become such an elephant in our house, that I knew I better just go for the card.

Thursday morning rolled around and I realized (with some horror) that my inability to find her SS card could keep my daughter from starting the job she was quickly and somewhat proudly hired for. PRESSURE! I left for work knowing that I had a small window of time after work, to get home, find the card and then move on with the regular busyness of the afternoon. YIKES! I spent my time at work uttering small prayers to St. Anthony and brainstorming on where those important documents have ended up being kept.

I got home and went straight to the filing cabinet. “Taxes”-nope, wouldn’t be in there. “Schooling”-no, keep looking. “Important”-Maybe!…nope. Who labeled THAT one?! I went to another drawer, only to find that it was all military stuff-nope! Finally, the bottom drawer. This one had files laying on their sides and none were really labeled. I started digging through each one to see if I could find the magic envelope that held 11 SS cards. “Mariah”-well, it couldn’t hurt to look in that one! I opened it up and the very first thing inside was an envelope with my handwriting on it, saying, “Mariah’s Birth Certificate”. Well wonder of wonders! What the heck! All along, lying in the filing cabinet! Forget the SS card! I’d just struck gold!

So, Mariah was able to make it to work with the proper documentation and now we will make an appointment at the DMV…finally!

The best part was that when I picked her up from that first day of work, she got in the car smelling like warm waffle cones. I wanted to keep her in the car all night! Yum!

Hmmmm…now to find those SS cards.

Have a great day~

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