Because we're headed out of the country, it's time to get Alex's passport. Tatiana has had hers since our summer '09 trip to Niagara Falls, Canada. Besides we live 30 minutes from Canada, so a spur of the moment trip there is not out of the question -- and now, you need a passport.
Most adoptive parents can relate to my stress over sending away for the passport. All the passport application documents state that for adoptive children who were not born in the US, you need to send their adoption certificate, country of birth-birth certificate and certificate of citizenship. Oh yeah, and they need to be the ORIGINALS. You know, the ones you only have 1 copy of and would be very, very difficult to replace. So yes, just a wee bit of stress sending those off to an unknown office somewhere in never, never land.
But alas, it must be done, so this week -- it was. Documents are in the mail and we're now on the clock. I did spring for the expedited process (meaning RUSH, double meaning pay more) as I have heard this is a good way to not only obviously speed things up, but have a tracking #... so hopefully next week Alex's brand spankin new passport will arrive, along with my sacred originals.
His passport picture cracks me up, but then again so does Tatiana's. In T's -- she looks SO young to me. And it is apparently Murphy's Law that the photo must capture a child's best expression of.... "huh, what?". So therefore, without further ado, here is Alex's passport picture. We'll chock the constant mouth open pose of late to cutting molars.