A few more photos from the hospital

Malo sleeping in his bucket.
Kisses...
Sleeping some more.

Malo's first bath. It was a roaring success. In the sense that he roared in protest the entire time.

More malo

Malo is finally home, using Lucie's chair and mostly not liking it very much.

Bertrand came to see him at the clinic on a one-day visit to Paris.Mother and child
Just chillin'
Pakka and little Malo
Father and son, with Malo sporting his great giraffe PJs.

Lucie's one liners

Lucie's our new in-house comic. She'll say, "I'm going to tell you a joke!" Here are some of her favorite one-liners she follows this with:
1) "You have a crab on your head"
2) "It's raining outside"
3) "There is a wolf behind you"

Hilarious!

Announcing: Malo Edgar George!

On March 1st, Malo was born at 8:19am. He is 3.63kg (8lbs) and 50.5 cm. While this page has been mostly the Lucie show for the last 3.5 years, a new cast member has been added, and he'll be featured just as prominently! Malo is a breton name that Michele and I liked very much, while Edgar was Michele's beloved grandfather (who I also was priviledged to know) and George is the name that Lucie had chosen for her "baby" during the pregnancy - it also happens to be Michele's great-grandfather and one of my fondly remembered Russian uncles.

Malo's already got that French fashion sense, with his awesome orange velour PJs.


Malo's Dadouh and Pakka showed up right away to meet him.

Lucie wanted to hold him as well.
Brother and sister getting to know each other...


That's all for now, folks!

hunka hunka burnin' love

Lucie likes to dance... and doesn't mind Elvis either.

Off with your heads...

Lucie wore this crown she'd made in school all day on Sunday. She told everyone who asked her about it that she was a "méchante reine" or wicked queen. At least for one day she wasn't a princess.

Big

Two and a half more weeks until my due date and I'm feeling enormous.
I can't see my feet.

Some pics - sorry it's been a while

On a recent day without rain, Lucie waited for her turn at the swings in the park.
She played in the sandbox.
She thought while eating a cookie.
Because we can no longer carry her over long distances, Lucie now rides most places on her scooter, so that we can walk along her a a normal adult pace.
Lucie and cousin Fanny playing together back in December.
Lucie "painting".
Due date in 3 weeks.

Lucie phrases

Lucie's been saying quite a few funny things lately, mostly in French, so we thought we'd make a list.

"Je n'ai rien dans mes mains!" - "I've got nothing in my hands", screamed loudly, usually while crying because we've decided that she's too little to carry something fragile.

"Pauvre Lucie, elle est toute seule" - "Poor Lucie, she's all alone", in a suitably pitiful voice, while "exiled" in her bedroom, one hour after bedtime.

"Je l'ai vu avec mes yeux" - "I saw it with my eyes", as opposed to seeing it with her feet, one supposes

"J'ai froid à mes petits pieds" - "My little feet are cold", when she wants someone to help with her slippers

"Pourquoi mon pouce est tout seul, Maman?" - "Why is my thumb alone, Mommy?", or the existential questions of a 3 year old...

"Tu penses que Mickey Mouse habite là aussi?" - "Do you think that Mickey Mouse lives here also?", as we walked in front of the Sacre Coeur...

"Is George going knock-knock-knock?" while pointing at Michele's belly

"Je veux te dire un secret... y'a pas de loup dans la maison de Lucie" - "I want to tell you a secret .... there's no wolf in Lucie's house" this one actually gets said both in French and English, depending on mood, time of day, or, perhaps, wind direction, with the second half whispered for effect.

"J'ai des grosses larmes qui coulent" - "I've got big tears running down" thanks, we hadn't noticed...

Lucie: "c'est quoi ça?"
Papa: "c'est un entonnoir"
Lucie: "mais enfin Papa, il est pas noir! il est rouge!"

This one is impossible to translate, but just know that "noir" is black and "rouge" is red, that an "entonnoir" is a funnel, and that our funnel is, indeed, red.

"I'm too scary" - "Je suis trop effrayante" - or why grammar matters...

"Mommy, I'm a little bit freezing" - which bit would that be?

New Years

Friends invited us over to their house for dinner on New Years.
At midnight, Lucie decided that we all had to dance and wear party hats to ring in the new year.
Then around 1am, she crashed. It was a long night for a 3 year old.