Playing Dress Up



We couldn't let Halloween go by without at least a little improvised mummy-daughter dress up! The only question is — are they meow-meows or squeak-squeaks?



As we scurried as fast as we could with baby in tow up to the security gate of the American Embassy in London, almost 30 minutes late for our appointment to get Ellie's passport, the guard's kind words were music to our ears. As we babbled about the late train, getting lost, and our 2:30pm appointment, he calmly reassured us: "It'll be OK — just take a deep breath."
One would think that 45 minutes would be plenty enough time to make the short journey from King's Cross train station to the embassy. But by the time our train was 15 minutes late and I sent us walking in the wrong direction from the Oxford Circus tube station, it turned out not to be so. We knew we were cutting it close, so we were hurrying down the London sidewalk, thinking to ourselves, "We like our little city of Durham — what a crazy crowd!" It's tough to move faster than the herd when shoulder-to-shoulder with the world.
But after walking for about 10 minutes, I was thinking more and more that we must be going the wrong way. We stopped to ask someone which way the American Embassy was (not really the most casual question when trying to keep a low American profile....) and sure enough it was back the way we came. So we redoubled our pace and fought our way upstream.
Eventually Grosvenor Square appeared before us and we scanned the security roadblocks for the way in. We arrived breathless, flustered, and thinking we had blown our 3-month-ahead-of-time appointment to get Ellie's passport for her trip home for Thanksgiving and Christmas.
The security guard wasn't the only kind person we encountered. Once we entered the embassy, it was like everyone we encountered was a friend — or at least a fellow countryman. Everyone cooed over Ellie. One woman was there to renew her child's passport and gave us a litany of reasons why it was better to live in England than in the U.S. (I could agree up to a point but when she talked about them eating better here, I could only picture all of the schoolkids around us eating their chips (=french fries) and gravy for lunch). The couple behind us had come to England for L'Abri Fellowship. They noticed my Regent College folder and commented that they knew people who had studied there. We sat down next to two older couples who were vacationing and had had a purse stolen so were trying to get a replacement passport before flying home the next day. Everyone was in a good mood (well, except for the guy dressed like a court jester who didn't believe his recently-laundered passport needed replacing) and everything proceeded smoothly. Even the staff were kind and friendly, admiring Ellie and being very helpful.
It has come to our attention that Ellie's admirers require more photos of her than we have been able to post on this blog. In an attempt to fill some of this supply-demand gap we've added a 'photos' section to our website. There are a couple of different albums containing pictures of Ellie. One is labeled '4x6 prints' and contains pictures that have been edited for printing 4 x 6's. Another is labeled 'Ellie' and contains lots of unedited pictures of Ellie with brief captions. I've attempted to include how old she is in each photo (for most of them). We'll continue to add pictures to these albums on a fairly regular basis (probably more often than we post blog entries). To locate the photos go to our homepage and click on the button labeled 'photos' in the column on the left of the page. Enjoy!
P.S. We've also uploaded all of the '4x6 prints' (plus a few others) to the Wal-Mart site so that you can order prints and pick them up at your local friendly Wal-Mart. If you would like to have access to the Wal-Mart pics just email us and we'll get you set up.