I've put a few pages of one of the things I was racing to finish (before we left for Tuscany on 29 June) up on my work blog - the one that I hadn't mentioned up to now, because I haven't had the time to get much of anything up on it, as of yet. Perhaps my mentioning it here will push me to get it up to par. Who knows? At any rate, you can click on My Other Portfolio, on the right-hand side of this blog space. At the rate I've been going with that site, Oh ! La vache ! will be in its #1 spot for another century...
Speaking of which: for anybody interested in a copy of Oh ! La vache ! there are still a few copies left, and we are selling them for 9 € apiece. And if you are interested in knowing more about the project and everything that went into it, please contact me, and I'll send you the letter that Muriel, my co-conspirator, wrote. Hopefully, I'll have the time to translate the letter into English in the next few days or weeks...
It's going to take several days to get even the slightest bit caught up, here, but here are a few images from June, if only to appease Gramma's hungery eyes:
Here's Leo drawing "A boy... a wrocket... an' a... a SOLEIL (sun)!" The boys've been peppering their phrases with French words, if they can't remember the English one, or if they're speaking too quickly. Often times, when Leo does so, the French word comes out sounding like a victorious proclamation. It's quite cute. The last picture is of him using their Mix and Match Animal Faces game. I wish I'd thought of this first! It's way swank.
Here's Tomi eating yoghurt on the sun-drenched terrace, wearing one of his many improvised Bat-capes. That was the day that we were talking about things we were going to do over the summer, and he asked me to make, "CORNS!" It took me until he stuck his fingers up beside his ears for me to realise that he was saying "horns" in Anglicised French. I promised him I'd do my best, but I'm thinking I'll end up going to the party/costume store down the way... The other picture is from the morning Tomi was posing all over the house and giggling, calling out, "Mommy! Look! I up here! You take my picture!" (Or, "I over here!" or "I under here!" or...)Before I finally drag myself off to bed, I would like to mention that as I was typing this, a much-awaited storm (it went from a high of 14°C at the beginning of last week to a high of 34°C at the end of the week...) clapped its thunder and rolled through town. As the thunder ended, I could actually hear the rain begin waltzing down the street, from one end to the other. And as it did so, a lovely breeze wafted through the flat. A beautiful moment...
