Léna's Bday Celebration

2 weeks ago on May 12th, Léna got to have a special afternoon to celebrate her 3rd birthday in style since she wasn't in Nice on her real big day.

Léna invited Louise to spend the afternoon.  First Eva stopped by to drop off Louise and help give Léna her gift:  Disney Dancing Cinderella!  She was a hit!

Then we took Léna & Louise (& Estelle!) to see a little marionnette show.

This was exciting and fun!

Afterwards we went to a nice ice cream parlor for some real treats!

This ice cream parlor is also quite well known as a patissier - baked delicacies and pastries.  Thomas got one of his favorites, called a "Religieuse", because it looks like a bishop, or a pope, or something.

YUMMY!  The girls had ice cream.  You can see my treat lower right - tarte à l'orange brulée - like orange cream with a carmalized top.  Incredible. 

And then back home for some costumed piano magic.

What a great way to spend being 3.  Louise is really Léna's only "friend" besides the little girl at her nanny's (who we don't really know socially), and Louise and Léna will start school together in September so this was a nice occasion to spend some time together.

86

Today is my dad's birthday. If he was still alive, he'd be 86.

For whatever reason, this morning when I woke up I was thinking about his absence in a different way. What about the positive things that have happened that might NOT have if he had lived longer? When I think of my siblings at large, I can hypothesize about the good choices/decisions everyone has made since 2001 which were born of losing him.
For me, one thing's for sure: if my father had still been alive when I first came to France in 2001, I would never have stayed a second year after the Fulbright. My first year in Nice was one of change. My flight out of DC was 2 days after the airports re-opened after 911 in September, 4 months after Dad's death. A feeling of anything can happen was prevalent, and so at 31 I walked away from DC, my life there, and turned toward a new risk that was definitely, though unconsciously at the time, fueled by having lost my father. If cancer hadn't taken him, I would have come back on that plane at the end of the Fulbright and taken up my life again, too afraid to plunge into the abyss of the unknown and building a life abroad.

Brave, or stupid? But I remember thinking I had nothing to lose. Had I not decided one year was not enough, I would never have met Thomas, and would never have embarked on this wild, challenging, interesting, self-defining adventure of living, working, and raising children in a foreign country, language and culture. My father was nothing if not independent, and living overseas, totally anonymously, has made me not necessarily successful but fiercely independent, more productive, courageous, and persistent. 
Every cloud has a silver lining - Happy birthday anyway, Dad! May your wishes come true.

11

11 years gone by. Seems like more, seems like less.

Taken around 1994, at my Aunt Becky's. Wish he could have met my husband. Wish he could have seen my children. Wish he was alive to tell me to get myself over to La Rochelle and start researching more on the Perrons. Last night I dreamed Becky was cracking jokes about him telling me I should be sleeping on a foam mattress. Funny, the subconscious. Here's to remembering a life well-lived!

Bonne Fete Estelle! Birthday Cupcakes and the Tooth Faire

Today, May 11th, is Estelle's "fete" - her saint's day.  Here are some photos of her on Wednesday morning when she woke up to find her note from the tooth fairy.

Wednesday we baked cupcakes from scratch with homemade buttercream frosting for Léna's belated bday celebration.  We had fun.

It's so nice to take naps on Wednesdays.

Today, Friday, Estelle took lollipops to school to share with her whole class to celebrate her fete.  Yesterday Léna took the cupcakes to the nanny's to celebrate her bday since she was away for the real day.  I forgot how much work cupcakes are (in a small kitchen).  But dang they're good.

Video of girls!

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Estelle's loses Tooth #5

Girls Home!

The new blogger format has me totally upended.  Between that and my new camera, I may never learn to blog again!

Sorry for these rather abrupt blogs, but this is all a little tricky for me.

Sunday afternoon we drove to Aix to get the girls!

We met Andrée and Guy at Pascal (Thomas' cousin) & Sylvie's house in Saint Cannat, just next to Aix.  Yvette & Dédé (Pascal's parents) also arrived (they live in Aix now) with Agathe & Aurore (Pascal's daughters), who had spent the night with them.

There was a LOT of cool stuff at this house. 

When we got home, Léna had cards to open - Martha, Lisa, Joanie, W & C & H - thanks everyone!

I found this gift for Léna at the church shop for 2 euros.  You can imagine my absolute DELIGHT. Excellent condition.  Though only included 2 dogs and 2 pieces of the fence.  Who cares.  We love it.  At least the door "moos" and Léna loves that!  Vintage Fisher Price!

Finally were able to bring back some of the girls' Xmas gifts that had been up in Angers...

Above:  homemade cream puffs, courtesy of Yvette.  Amazing - we filled them with strawberries and fresh cream.
Below:  Andrée & Yvette (sisters), Thomas, brother-in-laws Dédé & Guy (lucky enough to be married to those sisters!)

ok sorry for the lame photo order but need to spend some time with this new blog format!

 Pascal has a zipline - Estelle couldn't get enough

 I tried to explain to her that she had to not break her neck on this!

 Léna came to give me a hug

 Not happy to be told to take a break from the trampoline!

 Today was a national holiday - Thomas had the day off and the girls did a LOT of bike riding, Estelle lost ANOTHER tooth (makes 5 total) and now is a big toothless grinner.  A riot.