Oops

So here's the thing. We're going to France in Half Term.

I'm slapping on a bit of mascara this morning before going downstairs to start the packed lunch/breakfast/"I said GET DRESSED!!" routine for the week and suddenly think to myself "hmm... little one's passport has expired. I know it has. Dammit. It must have. I thought about that in July when my bosses were racing to get their little one's passport renewed in time before they went away. I must have checked it, it can't expired. It has though, I just know it has..." etc etc.

I pootled out of the bathroom where the mascara application and thought process had been taking place, and sure enough, there was a "b*****ks" moment shortly afterwards.

Much of my waking thought today has been trying to facilitate the getting of forms, filling in of forms, getting of photos, countersigning of forms and photos and tomorrow I'm going to go do the check and send thing and CROSS EVERYTHING!

Don't know what made me think it but thank God I thought it today!

Please backblip to yesterday's pic - was awaiting parental consent but it's a cute one :)