Ok, back from France. Actually, I’ve been back for two weeks now but not mentally really. Have I officially unpacked everything? Noooo. Have I done laundry from the trip? Nooooo. Is the apartment in a good shape? No way. Maybe January things will get better. Ha!
A few days after coming home I ran off to Colorado for a girls weekend with a mom, a sister, a 2.5 year old, a 2.5 month old, two female dogs and me. The highlights:
1.) Having my 2.5 year old niece sing into her baby monitor when she was ready to get up from a nap, “Allllllliiiissssoooouououuoun (kind of like an Indian-ish yodel tone), I have to go pottttttyyyyyiiiiyyyyy.”
2.) Going out to dinner with the girls and having the 2.5 year old under the table (on a floor covered with her spaghetti) looking for her pacifier while and not finding it so my mom then put the 2.5 month old on the bench and joined the 2.5 year old under the table on the spaghetti floor to look for the pacifier. All the while my sister and I tried to control things…actually, I drank (downed) my mojito.
3.) Swimming with my niece in the kiddie pool which was really “warm.” The best part: imagine a really tall, really white gal squeezing into a tube slide with a 2.5 year old on her lap and then spilling out of the slide a top lots of little kids. I was a giant white gal amongst the little ones but it was so worth it. We also went round and round the lazy river singing “lllllllaaaaazzzzyyyyy riiiiivvvvveeeeeerrrr” (again in an Indian-ish yodel…the thing my little niece has somehow being doing a lot of lately).
4.) Taking a cuddled up nap with the 2.5 month year old. I have never napped with a little tiny baby before but we were such cuddle buddies. I didn’t want it to end!
5.) Going to the Denver zoo which was really pretty impressive however the entire time I kept thinking, these animals shouldn’t be here. Nonetheless I did find my new favorite animal: the Elephant Shrew!
Wait a minute! I have not shared any of the France adventures! Oh my it was a great trip. If you ever have the chance to go to Montpellier in the south of France go! And find a French family to show you around…it makes all the difference. The bride and groom were so amazing in showing a group of us non-French folk around…they took us to the beach (watch for topless mammas!), hired a local expert to show us around the amazing town, took us to a private organic winery and arranged for a wine tasting that was INCREDIBLE, took us on a hike in a town protected by UNESCO, had a fantastic rehearsal dinner and the wedding/reception were one for the record books. 1.) We didn’t start eating until about 9 or 10:00pm (the true European way), 2.) Cake cutting didn’t happen until 1:00am or so 3.) The DJ didn’t play “Celebrate” or “Shout” (not that they are bad or anything) but instead folks danced to Austin Powers inspired French lounge-ish music. Cooper and I didn’t go to bed until about 3am but rumor has it the groom’s parents were some of the last to party…until about 6am. Whoa!
I have pictures of my trip home and France and all that jazz but they are amongst 193752357928375298759283759283759237 photos from the past few months that I can’t get to them at the moment. I will be sharing, oh yes! For now, enjoy the elephant shrew.