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Mason has cut his teeth traveling all over the western states. Now it is time for him to take on some serious travel. Last time Jen and I traveled to Costa Rica we didn't have a son, we didn't have a completed roof over our house, and we didn't need passports. Well, with the dawn of the new, more strict, more cumbersome (due to the spawn), more tedious (due to TSA), and only somewhat more secure air travel, we are now required to provide passport ID for our family vacation scheduled for November. Mason is no exception and needed a passport of his own. While both Jen and I selected our passport photos based on good lighting, a perfect smile, and well placed hair, we selected Mason's photo based on goofyness.


Look out Costa Rica...Here comes Mason.