The big news, of course, is that she's really on her way to walking. We can only hope that she doesn't figure out the next step too quickly. She's already a menace as it is.
Lucie went windsurfing (kind of).
She went rock climbing (remember folks, she CANNOT walk).
As this was a beach vacation, Lucie went to the beach (where else?)
She studied the various components of the sand, deciding which ones were edible (most of them, it turns out).
"Who needs parents?"
Waving at someone (or something) all while screeching at top volume.
Like a good little Breton, she's not afraid of cold water, and waded in on sunny days. Here with Armelle.
Hunting for crabs.
Kneeling in her own pool.
Generally having a blast.
"Allow me to demonstrate the eating of a piece of rock"
"Doesn't my father look silly?"
When you're cute, you get your picture on the Internet...
Two tanned ladies, despite the fact that the weather wasn't all that.
Lucie's become quite the little actress. Here is her 'pick me up' routine, courtesy of Michele, who wasn't swayed this time."C'mon mom, pick me up!"
"I miss you so badly down here"
"I promise I'll clean my room..."
"fine... I'll do the dishes too"
"this is SOOO unfair!"
"nobody ever picks me up! nobody loves me!"
Ok, we admit it, she's cute, and so sometimes we pick her up.
Lucie's a good little baby, and she lends a hand in the kitchen.
Lucie got to hang out with Greg's family. Here are cousins Clothide and Thibault, and aunt Armelle. Thibault was a real hit with Lucie, who would coo and clap her hands every time she saw him go by, and give him real hugs.
Once an American, always an American.
What's Lucie eating? Well, it depends on the moment you ask that question. In this case, they're blackberries from the neighbor's fence.
Here Armelle is feeding her a crab leg (technically a spider crab, but whatever).
Lucie loves green apples, which she gnaws at for a while, carries around as if they were balls, and generally will not part with them.
