It’s Already Been Boughten (x4)

The decision’s made
No regrets this time around
A huge, happy step

Ten, Three, Twenty-five [10-25 March]
The deed done, no looking back
Scotland, here we come

A babe? No worries!
Apprehension for Ian
Eighteen hours on plane

*Sigh* “Are we there yet?”
He’s wound tight, I’ll go insane
Moaning kid on plane

March, a Spring prelude
It’s also Easter this year
I want me some choc

I recorded the conversations of me telling my Mum. I downloaded free software to do it. Now if I could just figure out how to add it to this blog, you could all finally hear my fake Scottish accent.

Kidding.

We were gone most of the day in Missoula getting passport photos taken of the boys (picture Cameron sitting on a high, no back stool. He was easier than Ian though. He kept doing the 3-year-old scary grin. If you have or have had one you know exactly the look I’m talking about), getting a copy of Cameron’s birth certificate (how sad is it that we never got one when he was born?) and filing the applications with the post office–hence the late posting of this blog. It’s nice to know it’s all done now, I can’t believe a kid’s passport is the same price as an adult’s though. Oh, the humanity!

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