Reporting from Nantes
On the picture above, you can probably recognize Mom and Auntie. Auntie came all the way from Paris (busy Parisians you know) to visit you and she & Uncle Ol’ brought you a nice squeaky giraffe. Apparently our grandmother used to do that. I don’t remember all that well.
The other highlight this weekend was Dad’s (that’s Granddad to you, or Papy, or Oldy…) behavior. He’s probably the gooiest one around you and is fluent in baby language. I even filmed him talking to you. Yep, I’m sure you’ll want to see that.
Oh, and Pop Stéphane is apparently hunting down paper clippings that were published on your birthdate, just so you know what the world was up to when you popped out of your Mom. I thought I’d join in the war effort so here’s my contribution:


