Friday, May 13, 2011

The Monkies are Moving...

I am moving! 

To WordPress.

I bought my own Domain name and everything! 

Please come to makingmonkeysoup.com.

Also, please bare with me while I get stuff they way I want it....

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Stuck.

That crap yesterday just has had me stuck all day today.  I finally finished the email to send to the schools, and just hit send.  This is what I said.  I hope somebody listens.



The other day I pulled the New Student Registration form from the
Public Schools website, in order to register my youngest
daughter for Kindergarten. I was half way through completing the
first page of the form, when I came to the section that asks for the
parent information.


I am stunned that in 2011, it is possible for you to still have "Birth
Mother" and "Birth Father" listed on this form.

Families are created in many ways. They come as Grandparents
parenting children, Step-parents parenting children, Adoptive and/or
Foster parents parenting their children.


It is offensive and invasive, to many families, to have this language
on the form.

I am my daughter's Mother. My husband is her Father. We did adopt
our youngest child, not that that is anyones business but our own.

There are many same sex couples that will be registering their
children for school. In case you didn't realize it, the State of Iowa
made it legal for these couples to legally marry in Iowa on April 3,
2009. It is legal for them to adopt, and for them to give birth to
their own biological children, yet when they register their children
for school there is not a space for each parent to put their
own names down for their child.


I would like to see the form changed to say, "Parent" or "Guardian."
I can't possibly be the only parent who has noticed this issue.


Please give changing the form some consideration.


Sincerely,

Kelly Monkeysoup


I guess we'll see what happens.  In the mean time, I'm going to do what Rockygrace suggested and cross out the "Birth" on the form.  Leave it as Mother's Full Name and Father's Full Name, for now, until they change the form.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Forms...

So technically today I can finally enroll Mea for kindergarten, I really can't believe it.  I swear just yesterday she came home, and she was just a little twenty pounder.  Now she's this big almost five year old girl.

We had to apply for Open Enrollment, to see if the public schools would allow her to attend the school that our sitter takes/picks up from.  We got the notice that this was approved last month.  I breathed a huge sigh of relief, because the last thing that I would have wanted to do is to change sitters.  We love ours like family, and it would have been completely heartbreaking for all of us, if we would have had to change.  She watched Mack from the time she was 5 until she finished grade school.  It's just amazing that she was able to take Mea when she did.  She had quit taking babies, and made an exception for Mea, because she was our child.

I pulled the form up that I needed to fill our for enrollment.

I just started filling it out, and then I got past Mea's information and on to our own.

That's when the form decided to play mind games with me.

Form

I am Mea's mother.  I know this.  She knows this.  I know that she is adopted.  I was there in the courtroom, and testified.  She knows this as well.  We talk about it.  But, this form did a total sneak attack on me.  All of the sudden, it was like the day that her Birth Certificate showed up in the mail, after her adoption was finalized.  That "Birth Mother" staring out at the page to me, when I had never been anywhere near the city my daughter was born in, at the time of her birth.  Yet, her birth certificate says that I was.

Why can't the form just say, "Mother?"  Or "Guardian?"  I would have to think that the "Birth Mother/Birth Father" section is just as annoying to any gay/lesbian couples out there.

For goodness sakes, it's legal for gay and lesbian couples to marry in the state of Iowa.  How can this form have been overlooked this many times?

This is 2011, do we really need to differentiate all this on a form?  Does it matter if she came from my body or my heart?  No, it doesn't.  The form should be different.  It is simply unacceptable in this day and age.

 Maybe it shouldn't be this big of a deal.  Maybe I'm overreacting.  Maybe a piece of paper shouldn't be allowed to hurt your feelings. 

But it has, and it did.  I think that an email to the schools may be in order. 

I can't be the only one who noticed.

Monday, May 9, 2011

Little Wild Animals...

I hope that everyone had a wonderful Mother's Day!  We had a pretty nice, uneventful day.  We met my Mom, Dad, sister and her family for breakfast early, to beat the crowds.  When we were done, Mackenzie decided to take her sister and little cousins to the zoo.

It was pretty nice to have a couple of hours to myself.  My husband had softball games all day, so he was out from underfoot too!  The girls had a great time at the zoo, even though it is under construction, and they couldn't see all of it that they are used to seeing.  I had sent Mack with a bit of money, and the little kids all got their faces painted.  Super cute.  I bet that they were the cutest animals at the zoo.

A pony, a tiger, and I don't know what Mea was...
When Mack and Mea got home, we ran to the grocery store, and Mea's meltdown for the day began.  She was so tired.  I washed her face paint off because I knew she was going to fall asleep, and that added to the meltdown.  She really wanted to keep it on for school today, it was half gone from her crying meltdown at the store.  She passed out cold ten minutes later, and slept for two hours.  Sleepy head. 

Mack is all done with school.  Her last day was Friday, she came home Saturday afternoon after checking out of the dorm.  All of her things had already been moved to the apartment she's moved into, so she really just had to turn in her keys. 

I got the best gift from her yesterday.  She worked on it all last week between studying for finals.  I still cannot believe how talented my oldest daughter is.  Sometimes I just look at the things she does in total awe.  I don't know what she is going to end up doing with her artistic talent, but I know whatever it is she does it's going to be something spectacular.  I know it's not just me that thinks this.  Her professors are seeing it, and saying it too.

Little Sister by Mack
She is framing it for me today.  I'm going to hang it in my office.  I still just can't believe how amazing it is.  Maybe someday soon, I'll be seeing drawings and paintings by Mack in an art gallery.  I wouldn't be surprised.

Saturday, May 7, 2011

My Girls...

Without my girls, I wouldn't be a Momma. 

I am so glad to have them all. 

This silly one...

Nice jammie feet, made into Bunny Ears...
That super arty fun girl too...

Someone got a 99/100 on their Drawing Final!  Yay!

Happy Mother's Day to my Momma friends, I hope you have a wonderful day!

Friday, May 6, 2011

Violated.

My workplace was violated yesterday.

It comes with the territory in what I do, but that doesn't make things any easier.

I can't say what happened or where I work, or anything else, but I do know that this whole thing pisses me off.  I'm mad.  It's not the first time I've been through this, not even the first time this year, but it's affecting my people, and they are kind of like my kids in a way. 

I can't stand to see them upset.  Or crying.  Or worried.  It just makes me sick.

I am well aware that times are tough out there.  I know that people are having a hard time making ends meet.  I know that this is an "easy way" for some.  A way to get three square meals a day, and roof over their head.  If they only knew what it does.  How long it takes for my girls to get back to "normal."  The "what if's?" it causes.

My people know what to do.  They are well trained on what to do, and how to respond.  That doesn't make it any easier.

Hopefully, this is it for a while.  I don't know if we could take another one anytime soon.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Some Boy Talk...

Since I have daughters, and have limited experience with children of the male flavor, much of what I learn about little boys comes from my friend Holly.  She has two sons, they are 7 and 9. 

They don't live all too close to us, so much of what I learn is via Facebook. 

I can tell you that little boys are a bit weird.

One of her sons has a secret Ninja society on the playground at school, he is the Sensei, and the other children have to complete 20 different playground activities in order to join.

She watched a son put down his napkin so he could wipe his mouth with his hand.

During all the Valentines Day, Kay Jewelers commercials, "Every kick in the balls begins with K."

Yesterday, one of her sons asked, "Mom, is it possible to fart out of your weenie?"

This last one made me nearly pee my pants, I don't know how she can keep it together. 

It's almost as good as Mea telling me last night that she just likes the word "boobie" because it was a funny word. 

Almost as good.