It seems hard to believe that our baby was born two weeks ago – but it other ways it also seems like so long ago. But then again, just writing a sentence like that one above makes me sound like a sentimental middle-aged hopeful dramatic novel writer – so perhaps we should just get to what you actually came for..pictures of our daughter.
as you can tell – she likes to sleep. Which is nice I suppose – considering the alternative for a 2 week-old is crying…sleeping is pretty good.
this was on Friday – exactly 2 weeks old
She gets plenty of love from her siblings…who still have to take turns holding her.
Today – Micah actually lay down next to her -and just chatted with her for quite a while. Nothing too exciting, just was bringing her up to speed on what was going on, showing her the new silly bands that his friend gave him in church this morning, showing them to her and explaining what each one was, reminding her about all the things we did over the weekend, asking her what she liked doing.
He also has made up some knock-knock’s for her – but ‘they’re not funny, they just are real’
Some time when Heather & Aaron & their girls were here (yes -that’s as accurate as I’m going to get) we went for a hike up in the Chartreuse mountains, and to the monastery of the Chartreuse Monks, past the chartreuse-colored moss in the canyon (anyone detecting a theme)
If you look VERY closely you can see everyone on the bridge
It’s held for 500 years – it should probably hold until we get over
After a walk through down the trail through the lush, green canyon, we headed for the monastery of the Chartreuse Monks. First we had our lovely picnic lunch under the trees, in the beautiful high alpine pastures.
We went through the museum – which was pretty interesting (except for the English audio-guide that we paid for – that often just said “no description available”)
Auditioning on “So-You-Think-You-Can-Monk?”
Pretty nice place for a bit of a hike.
Chartreuse: one of my favorite colors/drinks/mountains/monastic orders
Every thursday during the summer there were free concerts in the parc just down from us in Uriage. We took in a few of them -and even got into a bit of a routine of picking up Pizza across the street then sitting and having a picnic supper in the park just after the concert. Family favourite: Pizza Raviol – pizza with a cream sauce (instead of tomato) and Raviol (tiny cheese filled Ravioli) with more cream and cheese on the Pizza. (a nice light low-cal supper)
Also the kids got into a bit of a routine of riding either the carousal or the Sulkeys (see here) – thanks to their Uncle Aaron who, fortunately for them, appears to go into Spoiling-Uncle-mode when he’s on holidays
There were jazz bands, 4-girl 50’s-stylie bands, bands where the piano player appeared to be as old as the Chateau behind us -yet could still rock the free world, swing and more. We missed the week that was some sort of ‘cowboy’ music.
One of our favourite things to do at the concert was play “can you find the goat?” A game where you try to see if the older gentleman who brings his pet goat on a leash is somewhere to be found.