Saturday, November 15, 2008

Mamas and Papas


Just a quick message to say all is well here, as autumn lays her colourful patchwork blanket over these hills and as the mornings bring a silver breath of frosty air.


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Mr Jack is doing just grand - though he's a little confused about the definition of "maman" and "papa."

Last week, he turned to Ben when he saw Victoria on the French equivalent of The Wheel of Fortune:

Papa, c'est une maman!* He said, while tapping Ben on the knee: Papa, it's a maman. **

*I'm afraid that my son will be dearly disappointed later in life if he thinks all 'maman' are built like Victoria
**Later versions of the story may suggest he said: Papa, that's a Maman!

Also, every time he sees a photo of a man on a mountain bike, he's sure 'c'est un papa!'
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At the same time, he's also learned two other lessons about life:
1/ That when you climb over the bars of your baby bed, it hurts when you hit the floor.
and
2/ When you push our bike down a hill (even a small hill), you are likely to fall at the bottom


Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Where have the last two years gone....?


... and where will the next few years take us?

Saturday, November 08, 2008

Some Photos from our Trip

Being daft with me at Max's Patch in North Carolina.

Walking in the sea in Florida.
On the swing at Lake Junaluska, North Carolina.
Fish-watching at the Georgia Aquarium.

Lining up with the lights in Savannah, Georgia.

Playing with his friend Jack in Florida

Preparations for Leah and Joel's wedding in North Carolina.