You see, for me, what Aidan’s visit to Le Petit Village came down to was this… me having some quality girl time (it should be noted that I actually do have quality time with all the French women in my life; French Mommy, Papa’s Wife, Mrs Honey, Child Bride, and M, but it’s not always easy. A lot of thought goes into my French conversations, lots of hand gestures, and pointing, and intensive listening… it can be exhausting, and after a year and a half here, I’m pretty sure that no one really gets me yet, and that kind of sucks). And having Aidan in Le Petit Village felt more like having my crazy sister come to visit than some strange lady I met on the internet (it should also be noted that although technically I met Aidan on the internet, she is not strange, well, not too strange anyway, and any strangeness is a good, fun kind of strange, not a creepy lock the doors kind of strange).
It can be easy to take laughter for granted, and that weekend we laughed a lot, and I loved every second of it. We laughed at the toddlers going hell-for-leather through the old village (after they were in safe hands of course), I laughed at Honey Jr pouting over his Playstation loss (pointed and laughed is a bit more accurate). I laughed at the Texas trash names we made up for each other… Maybelline, Lori Al, and April May June (I think April May June might be my favorite). And I laughed a whole lot on the Saturday night when Aidan, Mrs Canadian and I escaped to my friend, M’s house for some ‘quiet’ time. I’d tell you what it was we were laughing about but I like to keep this space a PG kind of place and apparently, Maybelline, Lori Al, and April May June, don’t know how to have PG conversations. So since I can’t tell you, how about some photos of the weekend instead. Deal? Deal.
{the tree in front of La Petite Notre Dame all tarted up}
{Aidan and Oldest admiring the view}
{Aidan, Oldest, and Mrs Canadian trying to corral the toddlers}
{And the cherry tree where M and I took Oldest to pick cherries}
And I’m not the only one who enjoyed the company… The Husband has a little bromance with Mr Aidan. He even joked to him that he’d let all the air out of his tires so they wouldn’t be able to leave (at least I hope he was joking).
Now that’s lock the door kind of strange.
Just sayin’
bisou
P.S. if you want to see what Aidan did with all the cherries, click here
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