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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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A Trip Down Memory Lane

As my faithful readers know, I don’t have anymore current photos of my girls to post to this blog.

These pictures, as the observant among you may have already noticed, are old. In fact, they date from Christmas 2006, when we spent the holiday with my husband’s family in Paris.

Chloe was a lot shorter back then. And Sophie didn’t yet have curly hair, and had just started to walk.

Sophie discovered potato chips in Paris. Of the thousands of culinary delights to be discovered in France, potato chips in Paris. It’s shameful, really.


It was a wonderful trip, though – not easy traveling with little ones, but fun nonetheless. I’m not sure when we’re going to make it back. Certainly not this year, but maybe next. And when we do return, I want to take the girls to Talloires, a small town on Lake Annecy in the French Alps. That’s where my husband and I first met almost 19 years ago.

I think they’d like it there. It’s beautiful. Nestled in a valley, surrounded by mountains and pristine water. It would be the perfect place to go to celebrate our 15th wedding anniversary (!) in 2009 , not to mention our 40th (!!) birthdays.

On the other hand, why in the hell would we bring the girls with us to celebrate those milestones? We’ve never had a real vacation, just the two of us, since the girls were born. That’s seven years!

Mom – mark your calendar now. We’re dumping them with you for a week next year.