We took a break from farm life in Colorado and went to farm life in France, with an added bonus of a beach nearby! Family illness took us over the pond- since Je was going to have to go for at least a month, we all went and then were all able to visit with family/cousins.
The boys have traveled a lot since they were born. Either short trips back to Missouri or long trips to France. So they’re used to traveling I’d say, but I don’t think Je and I will ever get used to flying with them. To be quite honest, in comparison to how they could’ve been, they were perfect travelers. In comparison to traveling without kids, it was uh not relaxing. On the way to the airport, 10 minutes after leaving the yurt, Marceau whines “it’s takin so loooong”. We were like “ehh buddy, still a long ways to go!”.
For the first month, Hugo kept asking me “why do people keep speaking French here?”. Which is hilarious because when he was 2, he said more French words than English. And he hears French a lot from Je and his grandmere. So that was really funny to me. The boys’ French got pretty good by the end of the trip, so I hope we can keep that up when we’re back in the US. They’re so lucky to have a parent whose first language isn’t English, so we need to make sure they take advantage!
Enjoy our photo dump below! The boys loved going back to our old house…and so did we 🙂
Our favorite beach 5 minutes from the house.Seafood overload. I think we had seafood 6 days a week.Date night! The top plate is called cafe gourmand, or greedy coffee. It’s a coffee with a side of a few cakes/desserts. Whaaat. Playing at grand-pères houseThe boys love shovels! No matter where they are. Here they’re digging for big worms under the sand. The sea up here has a large tide coefficient meaning the change in tide is extreme. When the tide goes out, it reveals all these cool rock pools on the beach. The boys love playing in these. The drippings from the rotisserie chicken are falling on potatoes. We didn’t get a chance to try these, but it’s a genius idea. Gâteau galore! Paddling in the tide poolsMore shovels, pails and of course, “brother dump truck”.Just a simple afternoon snack The chickens at the house have an amazing chicken run with so much grass and space to roam. Typical day in BrittanyEaster chocolates at the patisserie! We celebrated Easter a week early so we could celebrate in France. The Easter bunny brought the boys a chocolate stegosaurus.Tête de chien- path along the sea! The coast is so wild here! Every beach I’ve seen is beautiful, but nothing compares to these beaches (in my opinion). It’s the only beach I’ve been too that isn’t covered with houses/hotels and completely destroyed by civilization. We contemplated spending our last day in Paris, going to the Eiffel tour and other tourist sites. But we decided spending every last second at the beach was better- and it was! Sorry Paris, you can’t beat this.
Poppy Seed Farm 