This will be the last post for this trip. Tomorrow is my last day here, and I will be doing “kid duty” again as Adriana needs to go back to Paris to finish getting her travel visa. Then it is time to pack. We will leave very early Wednesday morning so I can catch my plane.
For the first time today, I cared for Joshua without his parents present. After the first few bad moments were over, we settled in for a lovely day. A friend of Adriana’s, Jackie, and her six month old daughter, came to help so we’d have two pairs of hands for three children, especially with the situation with the steep stairs.
Joshua decided to crown himself with a halo, and was loving, fun, personable and full of hugs for his granny. What a relief! We had all been concerned because he had not wanted to stay with me before, but we probably should have just pushed the issue last week. But he made up for it today and gave me a full week of hugs in this sweet day. Samuel, on the other hand, this placid, easy baby, showed his other colors. Very charming, of course, but determined to have the time in Granny’s arms that I think he now sees as his right. Adriana will now get the challenge of “unspoiling” him after I leave.
I really don’t know how Adriana does it. Even with two of us, we were pretty busy, and didn’t try to do anything else except a couple of loads of laundry. Just focused on the children. Adriana, on the other hand, would have done all that, and fixed a three course meal for lunch in the middle of it. Without an extra pair of hands.
She did enjoy her day away, however, and I’m glad she got it. One last gift to her.
And speaking of one last gift: I arose very early this morning because I wanted to make that one final trek into the village for the fresh croissants–speaking of being spoiled. After dressing, I got ready to go outside and saw that everything was covered with about two inches of snow. What beauty. The gorgeous red tulips that grace the entry to the farmhouse, and which bloomed just for Jonathan on his birthday, were each wore a head dress of white lace. As I walked toward town, with the sky slowly lightening, a few flakes drifted gently down. The beautiful green spaces received their covering of lace as gracefully as though they were brides waiting for their grooms.
One funny note from the morning. As you may have guessed as you read these posts, I made keeping up with the laundry here and dealing with the persistent flooding from the machine my mission. Just that alone can be a constant job. Anyway, at one point this morning, I was upstairs with Samuel and Joshua was down with Jackie. He stared to get a little uncomfortable and said, “Granny?” So Jackie told him I was here but with Samuel and that she’d take him to find me. Well, he made a beeline for the laundry room and opened the door looking for me–he knows exactly where Granny hangs out here!
Well, it’s time to sign off now. Thanks for taking this trip to France with me. I’ve been blessed beyond words. Plus the laundry got done for this one day.