Dreaming of France

When I visit France, the things that mean the most are the everyday living. The idea that life is more important than work.
And, of course, since we're on vacation, we have time to relax and enjoy life.
When the kids were two, four and six, we visited France and spent some quality time in Luxembourg Gardens in Paris.

Someday I'm going to get all of these pictures put on my computer rather than taking pictures of them. They don't have very good quality that way, but you can still get the feel of France. 

Also in the Luxembourg Gardens, is a shot of Tucker playing in a blue car. He had a cute French girl next to him and was making his cute flirty face.

One thing we were surprised by at the French playgrounds was the play equipment. Since the French aren't nearly as litigious as we are in the United States, they have things like this climbing contraption that would never fly here in the U.S.

Here's 6-year-old Grace at the top of it. 

Maybe this week I'm dreaming of France and dreaming of those halcyon days when my kids were little. 

Thanks for playing along today and I hope you'll all visit each other's blogs to see more. 

Playground

I love taking care of our niece's little girls, but as I stand here at the park watching Caroline go down the slide for the 100th time, I can't help but think how mind-numbingly boring it is to take care of little kids.

I guess I had too few brain cells to notice how bored I was when my kids were little.