As you all know, Leighton was born in the wonderful country of Australia, BUT since Travis and I are only here on his work visa so she will unfortunately not get to be a citizen. It’s tricky, I know.
So on Tuesday the three of us drove to the airport, boarded a plane for Sydney, took a train to the city and then repeated that nine hours later. All to go to the American Consulate to report her birth (so she can be an American) and apply for a passport and social security card. Sidetone: They do make visits to Brisbane quarterly but they don’t post them anywhere so we could have saved two plane tickets, whoops.
Leighton was great on the plane ride (her third). She especially enjoyed the episode of Big Bang Theory I was watching.