Doing nothing is very hard to do...you never know when you're finished.

Aidric's current favorite TV show is a cartoon about two globe trotting pigs with the unfortunate names of Toot and Puddle. The show is called um...Toot & Puddle. I wonder if his preference for the show is related to recent life events.

Oh, and I guess it wasn't a tarantula, it was a scorpion.

Is it my imagination, or do buffalo wings taste like chicken?

Yup, that's me and yup that's a really big boa constrictor.

When I think of the past, it brings back so many memories.

Yesterday I saw a crow trip. He was hopping along, crossing the road and was distracted by the approach of my car. As he made his final hop intended to put him on the curb he missed the curb altogether. He landed on his chest in the street and his beak struck the curb hard. I laughed but the windows were rolled up and I don't think he heard me; though I did notice a tinge of pink around the edges of his feathers.

We've been working on potty training Aidric since returning from France. It's been three long and sometimes frustrating weeks, but I think we're on the back side of the endeavor now. I swear Jess potty trained herself, the dampness and mess bothered her and she moved quickly and smoothly into big girl underpants. Aidric on the other hand, is unbothered by the wetness and mess and is completely nonplussed as to what all the fuss is about. The whole diapering system seemed much more efficient and worked for him. The French part of his mind firmly believes that ‘if it ain't broke why fix it'. Though we made some progress when he was presented with Spiderman big boy underpants, and keeping Spiderman clean seemed a noble goal. We have photo documentation but I will not share it with you here. I won't embarrass him that way and I choose to save the incriminating evidence for his first girlfriend.

Instead I’ll share with you some random photos of the last few weeks.

This is a recently unearthed family photo, most of you won't know these people, but those of you who know them will get a bit misty.

The bride's siblings. We thought that the boys all bore a striking resemblance to the Bush family. Perhaps they're all Irish too.

The bride and Paula and I at the wedding.

Sean and I had the most amazing desserts at a small restaurant in St. Cirq La Popie. Sean's was a simple chocolate ice cream and mine was Pears William.

Place du Tertre just around the corner from Sacre Coeur. We had breakfast at the little cafe on the right (coffee and a croissant) and bought a small painting of this very view from an artist in the square.