What's In a Name ....

When I adopted my BF from his ex-wife's house (or brained washed him if you listen to her version) he came with many things. Lots of socks and underpants (which 4 years later he is still wearing), lots of debts (another story all together) but no personal papers etc. We have since had C1 living with us. He came with no socks, underpants or personal papers! Since we are buying airline tickets and sorting passports out we thought it was about time we organised birth certificates for them. We knew C1 had a middle name but weren't sure if the name actually made it on to the birth cert and were concerned that the passports wouldn't match his birth cert and then the tickets wouldn't match the passport (apparently they all have to match). My mother and I had a joke with BF, who has no middle name, that it would actually turn out that he did have more names (I have 2 middle names and he finds that rather amusing!).

We shouldn't have joked. C1's birth certificate was fine. BF doesn't have a middle name but he actually has a different surname! WTF! He has been married, has had a mortgage, loans, a drivers licence etc and has had all of them under a surname that wasn't his! Apparently his mother and father never married but she just used BF's fathers name and obviously just passed it on to the children! Now to get a passport under the name that BF has been using for 36 years we have to get proof that he has always used it! Great!

After the problem with BF's ex-wife the other weekend she has gone back to the lawyers to change the access agreement as she thinks it is not working! BF and I are both certain that she will include things her partner can do with BF's daughter and list all the things I can't do. BF has already figured out she is just trying to be difficult and that he won't sign it. Will be interesting to see what she has actually put in it. Will keep you posted.

Mum and I have booked a day off in a couple of weeks to go dress shopping again. We have all of one dress shop in the town that I live (that deals with actually dressy dresses). Shot down with Mum and BF yesterday to have a quick look. Fat Nancy had definately left the building at that stage - I went down some months ago to have a look and didn't try any on. I was scared that they only went up to a size 18 and that I would be too big for them so I didn't bother. Yesterday I tried on some. They were size 12s! and one of them Mum didn't like because it was too big in places! What the hell has happened to me!? Mum sent me an email today to tell me how proud she is off me :O)

C1 and C2 are both off school today - C1 has gone to a friends house and C2 is keeping BF company at work. C2 did the strangest thing the other night. He is a really neat cool kid - never ever stops talking and is always so full of nrg. BF and I were actually watching TV (which never really happens) and C2 came into the room, didn't say a word (which told us something odd was happening), went to the TV and started fiddling with the buttons on it! We asked him what he was doing, he looked at us, tried to turn the TV off and then walked back to bed. I went and checked on him and he was sound asleep! I told his non-biological nana last night and she laughed. C2 stays with her over night once a week and the other morning C2 told non-bio grandad that he woke up and heard grandad snoring. Grandad wanted to know why C2 thought it was him and not nana. C2 said 'I knew that Nana wouldn't be able to snore that loud' Oops!

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