France

France

Jeffery, Ella, my parents, and I traveled to France for two weeks to watch the Women’s World Cup finals in Lyon. It started with jetlag, and a level of exhaustion I had forgotten existed. And also a heat wave and accommodations so awful that we hightailed it out of there, foregoing a refund. Our first stop was Brison-Saint-Innocent, a small village outside Aix-les-Bains on Lac du Bourget.

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mothers

mothers

This morning, while you nursed, I taught you about butterfly kisses—you're currently obsessed with "pitter patters" (caterpillars) and our garden is full of butterflies. I'm so grateful that you made me a mom. Watching you grow is magic. ✨

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eighteen

eighteen

A week ago we celebrated your half birthday and you night weaned yourself. You are stringing words together (coconut water, watering can, Ella’s turn) and loved to be quizzed. You devour books, know all the neighborhood animals by name, dance to every song and jingle you hear (yesterday you got jiggy to the kars4kids song on the radio and clapped along to Johnny Cash in the car), and ask me to “share” when I have something you want.

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