Something "official"

We left Chicago for the West Coast nearly 16 months ago. And it wasn't until yesterday that I finally got rid of the Illinois plates on my car. In Canada I probably should have, but then it was a lock down I would be victim to the outrageous ICBC costs (Insurance Company of British Columbia - there is only one place to get insurance... it's a monopoly and about three times what you would pay in the states). So I kept my Illinois car insurance and while maybe that wasn't the smartest (or legal) choice... it's done and over. Judgers not welcome... because the story continues.

Back to the plates. I finally gave in (after waiting for my duplicate title to get here) and got Washington State plates. It was actually something I HAD to do since my Illinois plates expired... in February... of 2008. Oops! But I'm all up to date and legal now.

Just for the record, I'm not usually that irresponsible. I think that letting go of my "home" plates really made it official that we don't live there, but not just that... we probably aren't coming back.

My next step... a new drivers license.

On a side note - when filling out all the paperwork yesterday Braden was getting a bit restless. I gave him my passport to flip through and when he opened to my picture this is our exchange:

Me: Braden - who is in that picture?

Braden: My Beautiful Princess Mommy

Lady behind the counter: Awwweee... so precious. How did you teach him to say that?

Me: I didn't... first time. Braden, you make me smile.

*** And I think it was actually the Dora he watched over breakfast yesterday, but I'll take it however I can get it!