Tadpole and I hurry along the cobbled street, hand in hand, trying to avoid the patches of black ice that have formed overnight. An anxious glance at my watch reveals that it is 8.28, and I quicken my pace.
Tadpole is chattering nineteen to the dozen about the coming day at school. ‘We’re going to do a travail que j’aDORE,’ she says, making me rather nostalgic for a time when I could feel such simple, strong emotions (and also for a time when ‘work’ consisted of doing a spot of colouring in without straying over the lines). ‘The maîtresse has made some sheets with a 2009 on,’ Tadpole continues, ‘and inside every number there’s the beginning of a pattern. And we have to take a different coloured pen for each number, and continue the pattern, and then at the bottom it’s written ‘Bonne Année!’ with a big point d’exclamation, and we have to copy it, to practise how to do writing on a line, and then…’
Meanwhile, I am making a to-do list in my head. I need to edit at least three chapters before dinnertime. I must pop by the pharmacy to pick up my folic acid. It’s market day on boulevard de Belleville, and I compile a mental shopping list (peppers, mushrooms, clementines, kiwi fruit (Tadpole’s favourite), bananas and broccoli). I ought to try and finalise some tentative plans for our coming weekend in Yorkshire, assuming the black ice and minus double figure temperatures expected in Paris later this week don’t ground our plane and scupper our plans altogether. I need to fix the dodgy starter sparky thing on the gas hobs and get a battery for the torch so that if I manage to trip the fusebox again, like I did yesterday, I don’t end up running around in the dark looking for matches while Tadpole attempts to eat her dinner in the dark, with predictably messy results. I need to give UK bank details to my agents, because if they take it into their heads to send any advance money over to me in France at the current exchange rate, I think I will cry.
‘MUMMY!’ shouts Tadpole, her eyes flashing with anger. ‘You’re not LIST-EN-ING to me, are you?’
‘I am!’ I protest, untruthfully. ‘You were saying how much you were looking forward to working on your 2009 picture! It sounded great. I was listening and thinking at the same time.’
‘No you weren’t,’ says Tadpole firmly. ‘You only listened to the beginning. You’re not IN-TER-EST-ED Mummy. You don’t really CARE about my 2009…’
I curse the day Tadpole became so scarily perceptive. There’s no pulling the wool over her eyes any more. Whereas I can still fool The Boy – punctuating his lengthy, blow by blow accounts of poker games with a few strategic ‘mmm’s’ or the occasional ‘mouais‘ without him seeming any the wiser – Tadpole has an uncanny talent for knowing precisely when and why my attention has strayed and pulls me up on it, every single time.
And that’s not all. ‘When you say “Mmm” it doesn’t mean “no” or “yes” or anything,’ she explained to me the other day. ‘It just means you’re not really listening. And when you say “we’ll see”, you really mean “no”.’
‘And how about when I say we’ll do something later?’ I enquire, wondering if my arsenal is now completely empty.
‘Well,’ says Tadpole, furrowing her brow. ‘Later is more difficult. It can means lots of things. Sometimes it means “in a little while”. Sometimes it means “the day after the next day”.’ She pauses, and for a moment I think I may just have got away with this one.
‘But usually,’ she adds sagely, ‘if you say we’ll do something later, you mean never.’
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Folic acid – eh? No wonder you’re preoccupied! Are congrats in order? What a lovely start to the New Year that would be… Happy New Year to all!
Comment by Amanda — January 6, 2009 @ 10:55 am
folic acid = sibling for Tadpole?
Comment by lisette — January 6, 2009 @ 10:57 am
folic acid = being prepared, as you can start taking it in advance of ‘trying’
but yes, I hope for quite an eventful 2009…
Comment by petite — January 6, 2009 @ 11:38 am
How this reminds me of my childhood ! My mother was French and to gain time when I asked for something she would say “oui, oui,tout de suite” . I apparently used to reply, “non,pas tout de suite, maintenant”.
Comment by Jentana — January 6, 2009 @ 12:02 pm
My immediate thoughts were…folic acid? ah ha…another Tadpole arriving in the pond soon??
Have an adventurous 2009 and I hope Tadpole had a lovely days work at school.
Comment by LEX — January 6, 2009 @ 12:10 pm
I think everyone knows the ‘I’ll do it later’ ploy. Even my boss.
Looks like the folic acid has unleashed a lot of speculation in the blogosphere Petite! Good luck for 2009
x
Comment by Yaya — January 6, 2009 @ 12:27 pm
Yet another reason why I adore working with little kids. They are so insightful, so wise, and you just can’t get anything past them! I wish I remembered that feeling of colouring in excitement and been able to appreciate it properly…!
Comment by L.C.T. — January 6, 2009 @ 1:33 pm
I also thought that mentioning folic acid was perhaps the subtlest ever way to announce some happy news?! Best wishes for 2009 to you and your family, and best of luck with the happy endeavour.
Bee x
Comment by Bee — January 6, 2009 @ 3:01 pm
“Whereas I can still fool The Boy – punctuating his lengthy, blow by blow accounts of poker games with a few strategic ‘mmm’s’ or the occasional ‘mouais‘ without him seeming any the wiser”
Uh…I think he’s going to wise up after this confession. ;-)
I see many of the same things you have said about Tadpole in my 11 year-old niece. I remember that there came a point that there was no fooling her, and if I said “we’ll do it later,” I better have meant it.
Comment by Dave of the Lake — January 6, 2009 @ 3:46 pm
You can tell I’ve never been pregnant because I missed that folic acid reference completely… Thanks to other readers for enlightening me:)
Tadpole is something else, I tell ya!;) She reminds me a lot of one of my friends’ 6-year-old daughter, who’s sharp as a knife and whose nickname happens to be “grenouillette”!;) That would make a good translation for “tadpole”, wouldn’t it?:) A bit strange to be calling a little girl “mon têtard” in French;) Besides, calling someone a “têtard” in Québec is not a term of endearment, but an insult (it’s like calling him a sucker).
Good to have you back, Petite!
:))))
Comment by Duchesse — January 6, 2009 @ 4:00 pm
I had the same reaction to the folic acid bit. If it’s a hint, then congratulations!!! If not, you dropped the wrong words on the wrong crowd …
Regardless, happy to have something to read again! You’ve been missed!
Comment by Jenny — January 6, 2009 @ 4:11 pm
Wait until she’s seven and you two start having catfights…and she begins to win.
Comment by ||| laura frantz ||| — January 6, 2009 @ 4:31 pm
Happy New Year.
This is funny. I have had this same conversation with Mr. Man. The little buggers don’t miss a thing.
Comment by Mad William — January 6, 2009 @ 5:48 pm
Hi from Finland! I read your book, it was a very interesting story! Did you get together with Mr Frog or is there another man…?
Anyway, you got yourself a new reader :)
Comment by Heidi — January 6, 2009 @ 6:59 pm
As always, Tadpole’s highly perceptive remarks make for delightful reading. The more time I spend with my 7-year old step-son, the more I appreciate his quick mind. And to #4’s comment, I think my step-son has actually said that to me: “Not tout de suite, NOW” only all in French. Gee, once I get his English up to speed, just think — he can contradict me in two languages!
Hmmm, hoping for good things in 2009 for both of us.
Comment by The Bold Soul — January 6, 2009 @ 7:00 pm
Wait until she’s thirteen and she’ll be borrowing your make up, shoes, hand mirror and jewellery and NEVER putting them back afterwards.
That will be your punishment for not listening now!
Comment by Antipodeesse — January 6, 2009 @ 7:44 pm
Good luck trying for baby number 2. Weve been trying for our first for a year now. I hope your stork is quicker than ours has been!
Comment by Maxi — January 6, 2009 @ 8:13 pm
Delightful post. Going through the same with my own daughter, who’s the same age as Tadpole.
Happy New Year!
Comment by happyforyou — January 6, 2009 @ 8:31 pm
Like other readers, the folic acid jumped right out! You seriously weren’t trying to sneak that by us, were you?
Comment by Forest Green — January 6, 2009 @ 8:40 pm
You sound harrassed. Maybe ‘le garcon’ could get round to helping to “fix the dodgy starter sparkly, change the torch batteries and to seeing to whatever neeeds seeing to stop the fuses tripping in the fusebox” instead of boring you silly with his never ending monologues about his interminable poker games?
If he’s still polluting the atmosphere with his ciggys and spending all his down time round the card table with his mates it could be that folic acid might not be such a good way to kick off the New Year?
Comment by gonzales — January 6, 2009 @ 9:35 pm
I just love the Tadpole posts. They always ring so true !
I learned this the hard way, because 3 Tadpoles working together are even harder to fool than one, and they are louder when disappointed : I can’t afford to make any commitment I am not fully sure I can meet. Saying No flatly is more uncomfortable at first, but consequences are less painful later.
Comment by ontario frog — January 6, 2009 @ 9:47 pm
I re-read the folic acid line twice and thought that perhaps I was reading into things too much – that is until I clicked into the comments. How very exciting, and best wishes for a fantastic 2009.
Comment by Erika — January 6, 2009 @ 10:11 pm
That brought a smile to my lips.
Comment by clarissa — January 6, 2009 @ 10:41 pm
Oh how I’ve missed you! Welcome back!
I love how Tadpole keeps you honest, as my grandma would say.
Comment by The Window Seat — January 7, 2009 @ 12:32 am
So glad you are back!
Comment by Kathryn (Sanders!) Romero — January 7, 2009 @ 1:41 am
That Tadpole is a very bright little girl!
Comment by ~Tim — January 7, 2009 @ 3:43 am
I clocked the folic acid as well (but I’m in SE Asia so only just now) – fingers crossed, petite.
My girl hasn’t quite got to the stage that Tadpole’s at, but she’s quite the little martinet: “you must do this, Daddy” or “you mustn’t do that, Mummy”. Adorable, but trying sometimes.
Comment by Outolokowski — January 7, 2009 @ 6:45 am
Is it something in the female make-up that makes us jump to the same conclusion when we see the words Folic and Acid in the same sentence?
All I can say is that having a daughter is scarier than I imagined (and she is only eight months old!)….I’ve only just realised when DH says “We’ll see” it means “No”.
Glad you are back. Glad I’m back too.
Comment by Kelly — January 7, 2009 @ 9:45 am
Ah yes, my little one has hit that age as well. He KNOWS when I am not giving my full attention. It’s going to drive me crazy.
Comment by Caffienated Cowgirl — January 7, 2009 @ 9:59 am
clearly i’m a guy — folic acid? ok, whatever, haha — it just zoomed right by me. now that i’m enlightened, best wishes for an exciting new year! it’s good to have you and your conversations with tadpole back. they are priceless.
Comment by Franko — January 7, 2009 @ 3:14 pm
Haha, Tadpole is a legend, i believe there is a phrase that goes a little something like : We were born smart, education ruined us.
perhaps it won’t last too long…
Folic Acid… tadpole number 2?? Hoorah!!
God Luck this year, looking forward to reading more
Comment by Molldog — January 7, 2009 @ 5:07 pm
Whoah, folic acid!? Well well, froggy would a woo-ing go. I suppose there has been a marriage so a baby carriage shouldn’t be too much of a stretch right? :) Best of luck with that!
Comment by Ness — January 7, 2009 @ 7:25 pm
Ah yes, same theme for me.
‘Bien, and when you say ‘folic acid,’ maman, you really mean ‘Never say never.’ Or soon. Or sometime sooner, even. Maybe.
Somehow I’m strangely reminded that we have folic acid added as a supplement into many kinds of our bread here in England.
Et vraiment, ça marche… — so useful for when you’re trying to put a bun in the oven. To strangle a line from Wallace and Gromit, it’s a matter of loaf and birth, you see.
Good luck for an exciting 2009 ahead of you, Petite!
Comment by Roads — January 7, 2009 @ 8:10 pm
Happy New Year! Here’s to many happy surprises and perhaps a little bundle of joy too! I saw ‘Folic Acid’ and also thought, ‘Hello there!’ and was very much entertained by the comments.
I loved ‘listening’ to your mind list of things to do and can totally relate, as can so many others, it’s just you put it together with such wit, combined with trying to listen intently to Tadpole! Uh oh, there’s no pulling the wool over her eyes (which is probably a good thing for her, but more challenging for you!). I have two daughter’s of a similar ilk, they are very delightful but sure do keep me dancing on my toes!
Best wishes, Sarah
Comment by Sarah — January 7, 2009 @ 10:55 pm
I do hope it all works out! Seems like a great year to have a baby.
Comment by Jules — January 7, 2009 @ 11:55 pm
You’re brave announcing the folic acid – hope it brings you speedier results than it did for me!
Comment by Catherine — January 8, 2009 @ 12:12 am
please please put us all out of our misery and confirm or deny!!
Comment by gwappa — January 8, 2009 @ 1:01 am
see comment number three …
folic acid is generally taken 1 month in advance of trying for a baby and for 2 or 3 months afterwards – it reduces the chances of certain foetal abnormalities.
I started taking it two days ago.
Tadpole came along very soon after Mr Frog and I made the decision to start trying. But that was then (I was 30) and this is now (36) and, of course, I’m with a different partner. And you never know with these things…
Comment by petite — January 8, 2009 @ 10:15 am
this is such a happy post! welcome back petite and good luck!
Comment by Mikki — January 8, 2009 @ 10:41 am
Ah so it’s down to secret consumption of folic acid is it? I wondered why no. 4 has just arrived on the scene, we must both go on a vitamin-free diet…
As for insightful kids, boys are quite astute you know ;-) It’s just that they cleverly disguise their awareness so as to fool you into lapses of concentration, thereby knowing exactly what you really think…
Comment by Pete, FrogBlogger — January 8, 2009 @ 10:52 am
Nice to have you back.
I love your Tadpole posts and I’m looking forward to pregnancy ones too!
Comment by Miss London — January 8, 2009 @ 12:12 pm
petite has it right on the money – better be prepared if you are thinking you might want to be pregnant. Halloo, folks, she’s not ALREADY pregnant! Folic acid is just vitamin B9, it’s not a fertility drug, either…
I do research into those congenital malformations that happen when there are vitamin deficiencies. As French milk and bread is not supplemented for the whole population, women of child-bearing age who take (doctor-recommended, not just over the counter) supplements are just smart.
As we all know petite is. Happy new year, C! to you and your family.
Comment by Alethea — January 8, 2009 @ 1:28 pm
Hey, my 4 yr old is doing the 2009 picture too here in Montpellier – is it a countrywide thing do you think?
Comment by Wendy J — January 8, 2009 @ 1:57 pm
Best of luck for whatever ‘events’ happen for you in 2009! I think just the act of taking folic acid made me feel better….
We do alot of the ‘in a minute’, ‘we’ll see’, and ‘maybe later’ here too. Hopefully Tadpole’s perceptiveness is advanced for her age…
Comment by Rachelle — January 8, 2009 @ 6:35 pm
Brings back memories when my daughters, now 24 and 21, were that age.
Comment by John from Florida — January 8, 2009 @ 9:57 pm
Good luck with this!! (the folic acid reasons)
We will be IN TER EST ED in how this plays out.
Dress warmly and be sensible!
Comment by Peggy — January 8, 2009 @ 10:31 pm
Just read your book and loved it! Now I have to work my way through the archives to see what I’ve missed (lots by the looks of things) and bring myself up to date!
Good luck with another Tadpole!
Comment by Mary — January 8, 2009 @ 10:36 pm
Well I completely missed any reference to folic acid.
But I do have a daughter who has started to insist that when I say “Yes of course she can come to tea” about one of her friends, that I then get out my diary and make a date with the other mother otherwise “it never happens” – which is true but I wish she hadn’t noticed.
Comment by Jill — January 9, 2009 @ 3:09 pm
kids are often more intuitive than adults…
happy happy 2009!
and may many good things come your way…
Comment by beyond — January 9, 2009 @ 5:25 pm
She really is understanding you. Sorry.
Comment by JoeInVegas — January 9, 2009 @ 6:29 pm
The one thing I homed in on was “folic acid” before even checking these comments so anything I add will be superfluous….sigh…got here too late. BUT it’d be a wonderful event if you did fall preggers, right? All the best for a wonderful 2009!
Comment by Karma — January 9, 2009 @ 9:39 pm
This is a rather uplifting post, full of the things that matter in life.
Comment by Ariel — January 9, 2009 @ 10:01 pm
Of course, sod’s law being what it is, the day after I wrote this post, Tadpole went one better and said: “Mummy! Why don’t your ears ever WORK?’
Comment by petite — January 9, 2009 @ 11:52 pm
I’ve been away from your ponderings for a long time and am really chuffed to find you’re as edgy and elliptical as when first you began. Nice. Thank you.
ps Tadpole’s self-possession reminds me of an exchange I observed between my (then) four year old son and his bossy nursery school teacher: “Tom, you never listen to a word I’m saying”. He replied, “That’s because I have very small ears.” And carried on regardless.
Comment by andrew — January 10, 2009 @ 1:24 am
er, bless her, but isn’t that the pot calling the kettle black? Or is her hearing sorted now? Re the post: My Mum used to say Allingoodtime which we used to think was allinoneword! (Isn’t vitamin E meant to be propitious ?? Finie, la vie privee!!)
Comment by Tiffany — January 10, 2009 @ 10:51 pm
ps they are SO hot on all that orthographe stuff and loads and loads of pre-writing practice in France, not a bad thing either. Despite that my son, now grown, writes like a dying spider (daughter, ca va, a peu pres)!
Comment by Tiffany — January 10, 2009 @ 10:57 pm
pps yey, just ordered the book, paperback version, very reasonable via Amazon (their main depot isn’t far from where I live). Am starting galette des rois theme on Monday with the littlies I teach for next 2 weeks, next weekend BAKING (frangipan only, never tried briochee), have goodly collection feves, crowns & bags, love the whole thing, makes January superb!
Comment by Tiffany — January 10, 2009 @ 11:15 pm
I’ve just discovered your amazing book, you capture such raw emotions so vividly. You speak for so many, thanks for having the guts to share.
Comment by Jules — January 11, 2009 @ 6:46 am
Here’s hoping your folic acid does the trick and speeds things along. As for Tadpole, she is certainly learning fast isn’t she. I think she has been endowed with more than her fair share of feminine intuition.
Comment by sablonneuse — January 11, 2009 @ 4:45 pm
Sounds like she is one bright kid! Must take after Mommy. :-)
Comment by unbalanced reaction — January 11, 2009 @ 8:42 pm
my twins used to say “mommy, why don’t you listen louder?”
Comment by gwappa — January 11, 2009 @ 10:15 pm
Wow. That one is priceless.
Comment by petite — January 12, 2009 @ 4:12 pm
My son – who is a real little chatterbox, so I quite often find my mind drifting elsewhere – catches me out regularly with “mummy, were you listening to what I was saying”. “Of course”, I reply. “Well then tell me what I just said.”
Comment by petitebête — January 12, 2009 @ 4:18 pm
Yay – petite is back!
Comment by Jessie — January 12, 2009 @ 5:19 pm
Wow! She’s good. When she’s 13, she’ll know what you’re going to say, before you even open your mouth.
Comment by Anali — January 12, 2009 @ 6:27 pm
I love how we all glommed on to the Folic acid :)Do tell Petite!!!
Comment by Angela — January 12, 2009 @ 8:27 pm
Am glad mine aren’t the only ears to stop working sometimes too!! I can completly relate having to try to juggle the attention of a very chatty ten year old girl,husband, step-son, dog, boss and everything else that life throws it’s way!!
Comment by Amanda — January 13, 2009 @ 1:43 pm
I notice you have removed the links to other blogs on the right-hand side. Any particular reason why, apart from the fact that some of them seemed to have gone off blogging in recent times? Or are you going to update it with other new favourites?
Comment by happyforyou — January 13, 2009 @ 2:22 pm
did you and mr frog reunite?
Comment by sippy — January 13, 2009 @ 10:21 pm
@69 – no no no. The Boy, my husband, is another Frog entirely
@68 – well, some of my friends in blogging (JonnyB, Anna Boat) seem to have done the same and as you noted, several of my links were dead.
The whole blogroll thing can be so political. I get so many emails from people asking for link exchanges… So, I decided it was easier to remove the blogroll for now.
Comment by petite — January 14, 2009 @ 10:19 am
Thanks for the explanation!
I was half hoping you’d update the blogroll because some of them were so good – A Beautiful Revolution and JonnyB particularly so – and I was looking forward to new discoveries. :)
It was always a real pleasure to come here first and then skip over to other blogs, but I understand what you mean about it getting political, must have been just too much hassle.
Have a nice day!
Comment by happyforyou — January 14, 2009 @ 10:39 am
Thank you for answering. I live in canada and just spent my christmas holiday in south africa with my husband and children and “devoured” your novel on the beach. I went through the exact same thing as you with my exhusband and am now happily remarried with our own little “tadpole”. I had 2 sons with my ex husband and my new husband had 2 children with his ex wife. So…we have a yours, mine, and ours. I could relate to so many things you described while leaving mr frog. My “lover” and I actually married – but I think in your case things worked out the way they should have – good luck with “Boy”. And good luck with tadpole number 2!
Comment by sippy — January 14, 2009 @ 6:30 pm
happyforyou – thanks for the pointers! First time I’ve seen the JonnyB blog, and A Beautiful Revolution is excellent too. Any other suggestions?!
Comment by Pete, FrogBlogger — January 14, 2009 @ 10:49 pm
Hi, I found you through http://www.expat-blog.com I’ll be purchasing your book. It sounds so interesting.
Comment by Bluefish — January 15, 2009 @ 1:06 am
Well yes, actually, Annie Rhiannon writes a really great blog, especially her travelogue of her recent travels in the US. Her photos are pretty impressive too…
I also like An Unreliable Witness, especially some of the older entries in the archive.
Can’t think of anyone else right now, but there are billions of great blogs out there in the blogosphere!
Comment by happyforyou — January 15, 2009 @ 10:57 am
Hello! I used to read your blog quite regularly. Now I am refreshed as to why. You are a remarkable writer, who deserves to be told so. I am so glad for you that your book is out. Your layout that you have now is fantastic! I really like it. Happy New Year!
Comment by Kat — January 15, 2009 @ 10:39 pm
This is a classic Petite entry. Even if you don’t post that often, I still look forward to a little view of your take on life.
Good luck with #2.
Comment by Danna — January 16, 2009 @ 12:23 am
Nice to see you here, Kat. I remember you from way back when…
I do intend to post more regularly. I’m delivering book 2 draft 2 today, and then – fingers crossed – the pressure will be off for a while.
Woohoo!
Comment by petite — January 16, 2009 @ 9:58 am
Congratulations on your delivery today! Must be such a relief!
Looking forward to more regular “petite-fixes” whenever you’re inclined to post.
Very exciting news about trying for Tadpole #2, I wonder what nickname you’ll come up with for him/her?
All in all, it’ll be a wonderful year, well done!
Comment by happyforyou — January 16, 2009 @ 12:18 pm
I need to start some folic acid myself. Good luck
Comment by Suzette — January 17, 2009 @ 7:32 am
Et le pire est à venir.
Le moment où elle utilisera sa capacité à détecter les moments où tu ne l’écoutes pas et où elle te dira :
– Mais bien sûr que tu savais, je te l’ai dit il y a trois jours sur le chemin entre l’école et la maison…
Comment by marie-Hélène — January 17, 2009 @ 10:46 am
Numero 81 et Petite: bien sur que le pire est a venir!
Comment by Passante — January 18, 2009 @ 12:20 am
Broccoli? Why not go whole hog and add brussels sprouts? Or do you draw the line at having a gaggle of EU bureaucrats in for dinner?
Comment by Pat Patterson — January 18, 2009 @ 12:09 pm
Thanks again happyforyou, more good recommendations, well written and with a unique style!
Comment by Pete, FrogBlogger — January 19, 2009 @ 4:37 pm
So happy to see another post! I especially love tadpole posts :) I’m only 20 and kids are a long ways away, but I remember saying things of those nature to my mom when I was younger… I could always tell when she was just ‘hearing’ and not ‘listening’
Best of luck in 2009! I can’t wait for the next book and hope to see more posts. You should consider coming to the Canadian praries on a book tour :)
Comment by Sasky Girl — January 21, 2009 @ 7:39 am
Has she seen the episode of Charlie & Lola with the “wait and see seed”?!!
Comment by happyforyou — January 21, 2009 @ 1:28 pm
Tadpole is so sweet – and so scarily bright!
My five-year-old, Ella, comes out with some gems too. I’m sure I wasn’t that perceptive as a kid…
Comment by Part Mummy Part Me — January 21, 2009 @ 5:42 pm
@81
We used to say “You’re saying “Yes,Yes” to our mother. This rather than be caught out later doing something we knew she wouldn’t have allowed if she had been of sound mind.
Comment by Grannie D — January 22, 2009 @ 5:09 am
Hello Petite Anglaise,
I am in the midst of reading your book and just passed the page where you reference “rue de Vaugirard” – when I was 15 my family and I were expats and lived in Paris for a year and lived in the 15 eme on rue de Vaugirard! I am truly enjoying the read, and thought I would look at your blog.”Mickey” was my secret name that year whenever my friends and I talked about my secret crush “Tatou”.
You seem to be quite the multi-tasker which I believe most of ous mummies are.
Bisous, Mickey
Comment by Mickey — January 23, 2009 @ 6:53 am