D.O.L. day

You waited oh so patiently at the department of licensing with Mommy this morning.  I think I lost my driver's license, or should say 'left it at Nordstrom', when I returned your shoes last week.  So, we headed into Vancouver and had to wait til our number 146 was called (when we arrived, the people were only on number 72.)  It took about an hour and half until we were called and you crawled around on the floor, played with things from my purse, and fell asleep right as we finally received my temporary card.  Here's a picture of you with my sunglasses on.  

Le'ts call it "Entertainment at the D.O.L"