Friday, March 13, 2009

my little dorothy

We've had such a lovely day today. The spud did his usual feat of climbing into our bed at around 4am but the bed here is very small and the little one said 'roll over, roll over' so we all rolled over and I fell out. When I tried to get back in the spud refused to let me - he was all feet and hands and 'no Mummy' so I had to get up, basically, get up and greet the amazing sunlight filtering in through the plane trees outside the window.

When in France do as the French which means really I should have eaten a teaspoon of something solid washed down with very strong coffee every morning however since I am married to my particular frog, breakfast has been sorted in other directions.

Below you can see a picture of the vat of pastries that my husband purchased yesterday. We stood in Carrefour arguing gently about how many we should buy. I pointed at a box with perhaps half a dozen croissants in it and you should have seen the look on his face.

The math on this worked out to us having to eat 6 or 7 pastries a day between us, a problem we have solved by basically replacing all the major foodgroups with croissant.

The spud is loving this as you can imagine and only the playground behind his grandparent's flat is saving him from a complete inability to fit into his carseat on our return to the UK.

We tried today to walk off our indulgences and promenaded all over Biarritz. We went here:

and here:

and here:

and the spud did this:

...and lots of this again...

...but sadly and sweetly all he really wants to do is to go home, something he asks us to do about three or four times a day, normally when we are trying to get him to have a nap or go to bed or eat his lunch. Holidays are all well and good but there is no place, apparently, like home.



Michelle said...

I loved your panoramic shots of beautiful France. I imagine the fun of being together and enjoying the change of scenery. Your in-laws are lucky that you can bring Spud so often to be with them. I know kids of this age cling to their routines and it is often hard for them to be away from home.

Anonymous said...

Totally inspired by your travels, I think we may go to Biarritz this train of course!

Actually, the idea is that we travel all the way to Morocco in July/ train, and Mikael will shoot a documentary about it to be ready for COP15 in December. We thought of stopping different places along the way, and we definitely want to see Biarritz now, thanks to you!

(just need to find some funds first - train travel is expensive as all get out)

Jonny's Mommy said...

I love that the Spud keeps asking to go home. That is so sweet! He's such a doll,

And I hope you all don't get fat on croissants, but boy do they look delicious!

Sparx said...

Michelle - we're so lucky to have them there, really!

Jennie - let us know if you're going, maybe we could meet you there. It's really worth it, it's so lovely.

Jonny's Mommy - I know, sweet but a bit sad. And I resisted as much as I could on the croissants...