The world becomes smaller and smaller every day and while I sometimes mourn the learned patience that came with waiting for an overseas letter and the well thought out reply that took weeks in its own turn I am eternally thankful for the technological changes that make living as an expat easier. This evening my nearly 7 year old son spent two hours playing Uno, reading comic books and generally being goofy with his best friend who's moved back to San Raphael, CA. All this via Skype, each kid on his own couch, one just starting his morning, the other watching the light fade away for another day. Listening, I imagined both of them here together and am amazed how they could have a full fledged play date with an ocean and continent between them, and how unexceptional it seemed to them.
In the meantime, I was test driving out my husband's new crepe maker in the kitchen... As a crepe chef, I was an an utter and total failure.... I did much better with a steel pan than the fancy-schmancy contraption Arnaud got for his birthday. Mine looked nothing like these beauties, nothing at all. But I'll try again, kids are already clamoring for them.
All this while my 9 year old delighted her Papa with her Louis de Funès impersonation in the dining room....
In fact, they're all off watching Le Corniaud as I type..... They're cracking up in there, seriously. I get it, but not to the extent they do. I think you need to be born French. Coming from the smallest city in one of the smallest states (Derby, CT), I'm constantly amazed at my worldly children, all they know, all they're exposed to - music, language, film, food...... and incredibly thankful that world has become small enough for them to keep their ties to the States as strong as ever.