When I was pregnant with Chelsea, French husband was jealous. He wanted to be the one pregnant. He wanted to be the one growing a baby inside. To appease his wishful thinking I asked him to…

Stylin in her seventies. My mother is 78, she has such creative class. Her latest style trick, head bands and hats. Darling. Never to old, nor young to strut your stuff. Isn't she a glam!  

  Who has the longest hair? Preliminary viewing since one of my nieces had to study for finals. Chelsea who is not in the contest (She would lose anyway, had to throw that in.) took a photo of my nieces…

  Quietly, he knelt in front of a piece of scratch paper and a pencil. With hands that only a six year old could have, dimples and dirty. Busily concentrating as he pushed his pencil along.     Later I asked,…

Back home. Or I should say in the kitchen. A constant hang out. Being back home is being in the kitchen. Up at six, five thousand cookies, pies, breads cakes and it is only nine in the morning. I have…

        Home, and in a heart beat I have seen more people than I do in a year in France.         Exactly thirty six people (family) before I went to bed on Friday night.  …