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A Citroen Car and the Most Awesome Paddle Boat Ride Ever!

We picked up our car this morning.  A Citroen C4 Picasso, which has plenty of room for all of us, including my Mom, when she arrives on Wednesday.  My husband and I had our first vacation argument   in the car (which is where most of our fights take place) because he lost the ticket to the parking lot after we had paid to exit.  He still claims he never had it, but I saw him remove it from the machine with my own eyes.  Luckily, the guy who worked at the lot let us exit without it.

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Mommy, Is This a Poster?

Sophie captured the essence of this beautiful Alpine region, when she asked me, in all seriousness, if the mountain scenery was a poster.  She didn’t comprehend that she was looking at real mountains, with vestiges of real snow and thousands of real trees.

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We’re Almost There!

We’ll be arriving in Geneva in about four hours.  Our flight left the gate on time, but was then delayed for almost two hours on the tarmac because of stormy weather and simply because JFK Airport is JFK Airport, which really aspires to be a small town airfield in the middle of nowhere, with only a single operating runway.  Seriously.  But who am I to complain?  I’m on vacation.  After all, we did finally take off.

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“I’m Waiting for Santa”

We had our chimney cleaned today and also removed the heinous 70s-looking screen that was attached to the wall.  Sophie was intrigued by the suddenly visible interior.  I found her plopped down in front of it, legs criss-crossed apple sauce (sort of like Carol Anne sitting mesmerized in front of the TV in “Poltergeist”).

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It’s Hot! by Chloe

The heat is tremendous,
With waves so ravenous,
Most would probably go inside,
But no, not me, not me I say
‘Cause I was still alive

Now sure, the AC may have felt good,
But I was tough and strong!
The longer I stood,
I started to think,
That I had been sitting on the sidewalk too long

By now I was hot,
Burning I tell you!
I wish they had put me in the pot!
Of course, they forgot,
I wish this was not,
And now I was starting to cook quite a lot

I wish this was a joke,
I wish someone was pulling my leg
I was almost done (‘cept for a bit of the yolk)
I really hate being an egg!

One More Week!

At this time next week, we will be flying Swiss Air on our way to France.  After all the planning, it’s hard to believe that we’ll finally be packing our bags this weekend.  I cannot wait to be in Europe again – after a five-year hiatus, I feel a little like I’m returning home.

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My Face is Really, Really Dry

Sophie smells like Lubriderm.  Sophie takes after her Nanny Estelle, who had wonderful skin even as a great-grandmother.  Nanny died a few years ago, but Sophie was lucky enough to spend a little bit of time with her as a baby.  And some of Nanny’s good habits must have rubbed off on her, including the importance of keeping one’s skin hydrated.

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