To “train the dog” is “dresser (dress-ay) le chien” in French. And it’s a long, long (unlooked-for) process to have a nice obedient dog that is dressé. You have this cuteness and this. And then you have this. Christmas takes on a whole new meaning when you have a puppy. I was optimistic that with a name like Hunter, we would… Read More
The crèche Santons from Provence is famous in France. Crèche means “Nativity Scene,” and it’s also the word used for “daycare.” Before attending Maternelle, Petit Prince used to go to crèche. It’s pronounced cresh. The notion of the crèche started with St Francis in the early 13th century in Italy. He constructed a live nativity scene in the mountains, which… Read More
We had our church Christmas service this morning because we’ll be meeting in house church for the next two Sundays, with half the church away for the holidays. We meet in a hotel so there’s none of the solemn stained-glass windows or the midnight service on Christmas Eve with the ceremonial lighting of the candles as we sing Silent Night… Read More
I wanted this to be a photo-journalistic post of our tree decorating, our excursion into Paris and the long suffering look on the dog when we finally gave him a bath. But I lost all my photos when I precipitately pulled out the external hard drive cable during the download. Friday night we decorated the tree with our group, each… Read More
This is Part Two of our Disney Day. For Part One read here. After our bellies were warmed, we headed over to the Peter Pan ride since the sign said the wait was just 35 minutes and the Fast Pass would have conflicted with our lunch. And 35 minutes later . . . we got to have the charming ride… Read More
If you have a Mickey Mouse hat in your closet, dust-free, and ready to don for your next foray into the Magic Kingdom, this post is not for you. For the rest of you who would like to know how you can survive – just survive twelve hours of Disney hell, read on. “Give me your tired (yes – most… Read More
