I dream of Paris

Good times Paris

 Looking for a way out....

 But trying not to get crazy about it.

Play....

...and art?

Père Noël est passé

Luke & Heloïse: "les petits chérubins" as her mother called them. For that 15-second window at least.

I'm 4!

Showing off his gold.

Hustle!

Couple a guys. Taking a walk.

Annual car cleaning

Child labor

I'm a little tired

Blending in with our favorite chair.

House call Haircut

Little Grey Riding Hood

Story time

Multigenerational green

Fun with the electronic babysitter, pants optional

Sifting

Ice cream social

Strolling

Tell us what you really want.

Strike a pose there's nothing to it.

Moccasins from Santa Fe. Check. Striped shirt. Check. Now I am New Frexican.

A little light reading with mom at the cafe. double espresso please.

A big kiss to my fan or two.

Phew, I made it.

Third day solo!

Archer drives to say hello to the cows.

steam trains and sucettes.

Not Formula 1. Just team formula.

chilly dip!

Play, it's all about perspective.

Un vrai francais...happy Bastille Day

Luke upon the realization that our house for the summer used to be a train station (100 years ago +\-)

Archer checks out our new digs.

Oh hail!

le playgroup d'Archer

Neighborhood picnic. Luke only has ears for the trombone.

FBE (Full Body Eating)

Preschool outing. 30 three-year-olds, six hours. How about a golf course?

Shtick.

Bon appetit.

Enjoying a sunny day in our backyard.