Why We Love Our Friends

Especially our American friends.

Especially our American friends who have access to American products.

Ok, that is not really the only reason we love our friends. But we sure do like presents like these! Thanks, friends!

(Those are Dr Pepper freezer pops (like Mr Freeze) in the back there, if anyone is wondering.)

And for anyone wanting to come visit us soon, it might be worth mentioning that our supply of chili powder is dwindling. Just in case you were wondering. And we love Starbucks coffee drinks. And Diet Dr Pepper. Oh, and there is no waxed paper in France, every now and then that would come in handy. And Krispy Kreme doughnuts, and Cool Whip, although I'm not sure those travel well. Ok, I'll stop now. Actually, we're not picky at all. If it's American, we like it. Well, except maybe for that nasty cheese stuff in a whipped cream can. We do have some standards.

Independence Day

This is probably the first patriotic Independence Day I have spent in France in the 10+ years that I have lived here. Normally it is a day like any other for us since we don't have American friends nearby. This year, our friends the Hummels came from Germany for the weekend, and on Saturday we went to the Aisne-Marne Cemetery and Memorial in the small village of Belleau, about 45 minutes from our house. You can read more about the Battle of Belleau Wood here.


The man who worked at the cemetery told us many interesting things, including how they are able even today to identify unknown World War I soldiers, how many records they are able to access now on the internet to consolidate information, and how almost 20% of the soldiers were immigrants. He also told us that July 4th was declared a national French holiday in the year 1918 in gratitude to the American troops during the war.

After the cemetery, we went around to the Belleau Wood, now known as the "Bois de la Brigade de la Marine." We saw the cannons and memorial there, as well as the trenches and bomb craters that are still apparent today.



Tristan and Benjamin helpfully explained the diagrams to us. ("Those are train tracks!")

After lunch in the woods, during which we fed the mosquitos, too, we headed back to the German cemetery we had seen on our way in.


From there we continued on to the newly opened WWI museum in Belleau, where we also saw the "Devil Dog" Fountain that the Marines adopted as their own when they discovered it in the village of Belleau.

Benjamin and Isabel especially appreciated the gravel.

And Noah has become much friendlier - he won't go see anyone else and clings for dear life to me or Frederic when other people are around, but he does laugh and smile at them now instead of screaming. It's an improvement!

We came home after our outing to have a 4th of July barbecue and fireworks - sadly, the quality of the fireworks left much to be desired, but the company more than made up for it.

Finally Summertime!

One thing about living in France is that it now leaves me completely perplexed when Americans start talking about summer as being already underway in June. Summer in France is July and August, period. School does not get out until the very end of June and starts up again in early September, and all of France revolves around the school year, whether one has children in school or not. Even the date our income tax declaration is due is based on which "school vacation zone" we live in, and every year in September the 8 o'clock news focuses on "la rentrée" which is "back to school" time and all that implies - maybe I'll go into more detail on that in September.

So, now it is July, and summer has finally begun, and we at last have the weather to go with it as well (rare in our cold northern climate). I'm very grateful for my new office ceiling fan. With some strategic opening and closing of the shutters and windows on different sides of the house, we manage to keep the downstairs cool enough. Upstairs in the attic rooms is a different story, so we keep our fans on all night.

Due to the sudden heat wave (high 80s, I know that doesn't seem that hot to some of you, but when you are used to 60s/70s throughout the summer, 80s feels very hot!), there were no more swimming pools at the store. So Frederic managed to patch up last summer's pool and we got it out for the boys on Thursday.

Noah was not even close to as apprehensive about it as Benjamin was the first time. To be fair, Benjamin was a bit older the first time, so maybe that had something to do with it.

Our water comes from a well in our village, and it is coooollld! But it was hot enough yesterday that the boys weren't shivering blocks of ice when they got out like Benjamin always was last summer. No need for a bath to warm them up this time.

Now we wait to see how long the summer weather will hang around.

More notes from the garden

Our new composter was subsidized by the the "communauté des communes" (an official grouping of villages/towns nearby) because they hope it will save some money on garbage collecting, so we got it for a mere 20 euros.

We already had an unofficial compost pile, so Benjamin helped transfer some of that into the composter.

As usual, Noah just looked on.

We used some of our semi-compost as mulch around the tomato plants to keep the weeds down. It seems to work very well, and less work is always a good thing in my mind! In other news, our raspberries are growing:

And it looks like our pepper plants have made a long-time-coming comeback, and we may actually end up with some peppers this year after all.

Zucchini

We haven't had much time for the garden this year, but we do have one. Frederic planted tomatoes again, raspberries, grapes, bell peppers, and zucchini. The bell peppers were battered by a hailstorm a couple of months ago and have not changed since, so I guess we won't have any peppers this summer. But the tomatoes are coming right along:

and so are the zucchini:


and we harvested our first one Sunday! Yum!

Disneyland Paris

Thursday this week we went to Disneyland Paris. Benjamin couldn't wait to go on Dumbo again, and really liked the "coffee cups" (aka Tea Cups):


Noah hated the carousel, and didn't get to go on much else -- we took Benjamin on quite a few rides near the same age, but Noah is such a wiggleworm, we didn't want to risk him trying to jump out of a moving Dumbo!



Christine, Alex, and Christine's mom returned to Romania yesterday. Ryan flew back to the US today.

I'm still trying to decide whether I can find the energy this week to paint the dining room so we can get that finished.

Surprise!

Well, not for us... but Christine and Alex were pretty surprised when Ryan showed up at the dinner table Monday night! He flew standby so we weren't entirely sure how that was going to work out. He didn't get on the first flight he tried, Friday, but managed to get on the Saturday flight and arrived on Sunday morning.

Christine, Alex, and Christine's mother Melinda arrived Monday afternoon. Tuesday they visited Paris, and Wednesday morning we took them to see the castle ruins at La Ferté-Milon and walked along the canals.




We're going to have to keep having company so we can get more family pictures.

At 15 1/2 months, Noah is trying to beat his brother in the slow-to-walk category, but he will now walk a few steps with us holding onto his hands, and Frederic says Noah took one step today before losing his balance and falling down. So maybe it won't be too long now.

So he doesn't walk yet, but he zooms around, crawling like a little speed demon, and looks just like a little wind-up toy baby we used to have that wiggled its behind back and forth when it crawled. He also climbs on anything he can, including the couch, the coffee table, the kids' rocking chair upstairs, the bench in the dining room, and us, and this child is the definition of perpetual motion!

He also tries to kick the soccer ball with his foot - not an easy feat when one can't walk yet!