Despite all my griping about all the paperwork required, Grace's appointment at the US Consulate went very smoothly. And you wanna know why? Cause a certain someone had done all her homework and showed up with all the applications and the pile of supporting documentation required. Thank you. I like to think that the guy who helped us was impressed with my organization and charm.
Have you ever been in a situation, where although you're with strangers, you share a common characteristic that causes you to feel a sense of kinship with them? (That is a terrible sentence.) That's how I feel when I go to the Consulate. Once we got through the fairly tight security, we walked in and I wanted to be all, "Whasssup, Ameri-CANS!!!" I was gonna go down the line of clerks and give everyone high-fives, but they were behind glass. So I didn't. It's like I think a consulate should provide entertainment for citizens. Shouldn't I be able to drop in anytime and play ping pong or something? Or watch American Idol? I was smiling at everyone and saying hi, thinking that they might feel the same way. I don't think they did. Is it even possible that not everyone in there wanted to get to know me? How could that be so?
Nevertheless they were very courteous and efficient and bada-bing! Exactly one week to the day later, guess what came in the mail?
Our girl has her passport in hand, ready for a whirlwind of globe-trotting adventures! And now that she's recognized as an American, I will start passing down some cultural gifts to her: a love for freedom, justice, reality TV and free refills. Actually, she already has that last one handled!
Isn't it funny to see a baby's face on a passport? I didn't get a passport until I was 17. My parents were years into adulthood before they needed one. I wonder when my grandchildren will get theirs. Do they give travel documents to zygotes?
I better run...all three kids are disgruntled and puny feeling today. Nate and Ava have slight fevers, and Grace got her 4 month immunizations today. Ava keeps moaning from the couch, "Whyyy is this happening to me?" I can't imagine where she gets the drama from.
I am hoping to post a cookie redemption story soon...maybe I'll take another crack at it tomorrow. Will keep you posted...har har har. Pun TOTALLY intended.