Iris becomes a citizen

It will come as no surprise to anyone that we have been keeping quite busy the last few weeks.
On Oct. 29 we took Iris on a journey to get her birth certificate. To get a birth certificate from a home birth you need to make an appointment with vital records in the county courthouse and take the live baby there. We made an appointment and headed to court house. We were a little late starting but only by a few minutes. When we arrived in the parking lot the adventure began! The multi-level parking lot apparently only has accessible parking on the ground level. So when we parked on the lower level there were no signs for an elevator. After walking around the lot for a few minutes we decided to walk up the car ramp. Alisa put me in front so in case a car came, I would get hit 1st. We made it up the ramp and onto the street without incident, but were pretty annoyed.
Once at the court house we had to go through a metal detector. Fortunately they are not super sensitive and Iris didn't have to get out of stroller. Once we were in the court house we went to the information desk to discover we were in the wrong building. The right building was only 2 blocks away. So back onto the street and on to the next stop. When we arrived at this county building Alisa asked for vital records and the man behind the desk gave her the RCA dog look! So we spoke with the woman at the desk. She was very nice and made a few phone calls to discover that this was also the wrong building. The right building was about 10 BLOCKS AWAY! By this point Iris has begun to cry.... well, wail! It has been over 2 hours since she last nursed and that is about her normal interval. Since we were over 30 minutes late at this point and really had no place for Alisa to nurse her we headed back to the car. This time we found an elevator inside the adjacent building. We were all a little cranky at this point but thankfully Iris stopped crying by the time we got to the next stop. We get Iris back out of the car into the stroller, into the elevator, out of the elevator at the front desk, back into elevator and up to 5th floor. Naturally,we got sent to wrong floor. Back on the elevator down to 3rd floor and all the way at the end of the long hallway and in the corner we FINALLY found  the right office.

We fill out the paper work for Iris to get an official birth certificate and Alisa nurses Iris. Success!
It will be a few weeks before we can pick up the birth certificate but Iris is "official".
After that adventure we needed some late lunch and I needed a beer. Fortunately we were walking distance to Pacific Coast Brewing Company. Iris got to go to her 1st microbrewery.  I ended that day by picking up my parents at the train. They got to meet Iris. Yay! But there will be more about that in the next post.

As you all know the SF Giants won the World Series and that kept me busy for a while. I am glad they won but I am glad it's over. With that in mind I included a few shots from those events. Enjoy!
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