It's the first birthday of my host mother's grandson. He's so adorable. It's the only time in life when having creases where there are no joints and no teeth melts a person's heart.
I picked up "The Very Hungry Caterpiller" (en français) as a gift for the little party on Sunday.
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So, what to do on Saturday? What to do?
Well, you would have thought that this trip falls on a biweekly hash. (Don't worry, family, it's got nothing to do with drugs.)
Alors, je hashe, donc je suis...
Catch y'all on Monday!
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