July – France
August – Brussels
September – Brussels
November – Chicago
I rang home yesterday and she was out so I had, quite possibly, my
longest phone conversation ever with my father (5 minutes and 12
seconds). Normally I say “Hello Daddy, it’s me” and he says “I’ll
get your mother”. Anyhow, he said “she’s off getting our tickets
for France”. What? “Yes, we’re off to France on Wednesday,
we need to stock up on wine”. Good grief, it’s non-stop
travel for the loving parents.
And in other news, the twins are exactly four weeks old as I write and
I am still alive. Though tired. Very tired. And also
getting very good at typing with one hand.
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Renee, fathers, they have a lot in common.
I know Minks, amazing, thank you.
That would be 4 each smarty pants.