He’s Eight and It’s Great


Seven is rough with kids. Lucy’s seven was strong. Otto has been also strong. I look forward to the time of eight.


The boy party went well. You see, girl parties are full of giggles and dress-up. Boy parties are filled with running and climbing and hey are those baby cows? Yeah, so my routine is

3- arrive
3:30 food/snacks
4 – everyone gets a garbage bag and we do a jumping race
4:30 cake –
5 – total chaotic running testing the boundaries of our fencing ( and we thought the cows needed the fences ) while simultaneously keeping track of Z and keeping the kids away from the lake.
5:30 check the time twice and again to see if maybe it might be 6pm yet. But it isn’t
5″45 Goody-Bye bags. Goody Bye, thanks for coming! Now where are those parents??
6- parents arrive and finally I can tuck into that Madiran that one of those lovely parents brought over as a “bon courage” present.


4 thoughts on “He’s Eight and It’s Great

  1. Zephyr Hill says:

    That’s a great shot up on top of the hay bale in the morning light! I’m sure in years to come it will be one of your son’s favorites! And isn’t the French custom of bringing wine as a host/ess gift wonderful? 🙂

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