Last week we got back from London, where we managed to file all the 57 million pieces of paperwork necessary to get Baby her US passport, hopefully just in time for us to fly to see the grandparents in June. Super stressful, lots of queueing, (god, that word has too many u's and e's), and ultimately surprisingly disorganised at the American Embassy.
So that was good. But, in the usual way of the universe balancing itself out, this week has been a blow. My best friend, a Canadian, has had her visa application denied, after three waves of trying to get it processed in the new system. Sigh. She's brilliant - educated, smart, funny, kind, works with battered women at a shelter, and is just exactly the kind of person that the UK should want to keep around. But these are tight and worried times, I guess.
It sounds like she might be flying home sooner than soon, which just breaks my heart. Hopefully we'll get to see her this weekend. Fingers crossed. I don't have any cute pictures for this one. Although baby laughter helps everything. So imagine some of that...
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