Notice:

Just wanted to let you know that I started a blog just about Michael about a month ago. I only invited the grandparents/great-grandparents to the blog because it is filled with all sorts of mundane everyday information about Michael that probably only the grandparents/great-grandparents would be interested in.

So if you would like access, let me know (via e-mail or comments) and I will invite you to that blog too.

I just didn't want to bother everyone with ANOTHER blog!

P

I forget that the French do not have take-home boxes for food at restaurants.

Today, at lunch, I could not finish my meal. The conversation went something like this in ENGLISH:

B: Could we have a box?
Waiter: A what?
B: A box to take this food home that we did not eat
Waiter: I do not understand what you are asking for.

I love it here!
NOT!

Love,
P

Michael LOVES:

• His parents
• The subway entrance by our house
• The cable box
• The DVD/CD wallets we have on the floor
• Any wires/cables he can find
• Books
• Standing while we hold his hands
• Playing peekaboo in his crib
• Rolling on his changing mat when we are trying to change him.
• Touching EVERYTHING
• The cable remote
• My pink cell phone
• Pigeons

And by LOVES, I mean that he will do one or all of the following:

• Drag his body wildly until he can get to the item (DVD wallets/cable box/wires)
• Shrieks
• Bounces up and down
• Smiles
• Stares intently at said object.

He is a funny, albeit itchy, baby!

Today, Michael had a regular type of day. We visitied an antique market that was by our house and looked at all sorts of old junk, I mean antiques. Now, don't get me wrong. Michael thinks antiques are neat but he just doesn't really care for antiques because he just doesn't know what is cool or not.

HOWEVER...he did find a stand that sold old postcards!!! We purchased 4 old postcards with pictures of Besancon on them. One as old as from 1912. VERY COOL. Mom is going to frame 1 for Michael's room and save 3 to frame for our house when we get back to the States. Yes, it is 3 years from now, but we'll have more wall space to fill than here and you can't get anything like this back in the States.

Dad also found a very old postcard that has the edge of Manufacture des Gobelins AND...OUR BUILDING THAT WE ARE CURRENTLY LIVING IN IS ON THE POSTCARD! Is that not crazy? We recognized it RIGHT away. AWESOME. I only wish there was a date on the postcard so we could know when the picture was taken.

Then, we had lunch at Pizza Caesar with a terrible waitor and now we are watching Roland Garros on the Tele.