This year, we've been told, will be a year of many firsts. First bath, first smile, first doctor visit, first words, first steps, first (fill in the blank). When many think about these "firsts", many would not include first passport in that list, but for Baby Rubio it was. It was very important (especially to her Cuban abuelita) that we get her paperwork in order so that our Dominican born baby would also be una Americana.
So here it is, without further ado. Her passport and Consular Report of Birth Abroad. Now there is no mistaking her, mom; she is an AMERICAN who happens to live in Santo Domingo.
Although I don't think that either captures her full cuteness, her original picture on the left made her look like an old man elf. Mike and I were joking that since we were flying in for Christmas, airport security was going to think that she was one of Santa's elves trying to get into Newark Airport with a fake passport. Thankfully, when we got to the consulate they said that that picture was too close and they had to take another. The picture on the right is the picture used in her passport.
Doesn't she look like she's saying, "What? I f-ing dare you!"
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