Who am I? This is a question Lucy should be asking herself as she turns...oh...9 months old....
I can't give her US status because I never lived there past the age of 14, but her Grandma can. However, in order for her Grandma to give her nationality Lucy has to be in the country and in order to do that she has to have an immigrant visa anyway.
Entering the USA as a spouse or baby of moi is not easy, despite the squeeky clean beauty of our family. Nevertheless, it is reassuring to know that unless you have an IQ of 912 you can't fill in the forms anyway. So the only hurdles between Lucy and a new swimming pool / yearly warm weather, a red, white and blue life are - a job, many cati, parents, grandparents and an exchange rate.
If the great Saddle-Up West fails we will be heading North West.
Cheadle Hume mount yer horse....
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