Saturday, March 26, 2011

Apparently, I'm second rate

While putting Angelina to bed (normally Papa does this), she asks me "Mommy, do you want to stay 2 minutes, or 5 minutes?"

I say "5 minutes."

She responds, ever so sweetly "Mommy, I like you, but I like Papa best, so how about you stay 2 minutes?"

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Lenaïc's Motto

Let no stone be unturned, no cupboard left unexplored....

Sunday, March 13, 2011

How did my little baby become a Big Boy?!

And then there's Chocolate Girl...

Sunday, March 06, 2011

Hours of Fun

When we go to California, Angelina spends hours jumping on Uncle Chris's trampoline. HOURS. She loves jumping. Loves those places with bouncy castles. She's full of energy. Now, thanks to our neighbors, we now have a trampoline (they didn't want it, we did). Frederic had to take it apart and re-assemble, but it's been well worth. She spends at least 1-2 hours/day jumping (depending on what time we get home from school, some days it's more).

Alas, it hasn't seemed to diminish her energy.

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