Crawling From the Bed of Phlegm and Neverending Makeup Work to Type the Following:

Julie The NephewsMama has been working on Jim The Small Child Nephew's bilingual skeelz while I was away.

"Aunt Beth, France!" he's been announcing. "Au revoir!" And, occasionally, entirely at random, mostly when the situation does not call for it: "Bonjour!" It should not surprise you that his accent is far better than mine.

I brought him a hat from the Eiffel Tower, because what every two-year-old German Ohioan needs is a jaunty blue beret with PARIS stitched on it in glittery silver thread. He'll probably get two steps out of the house with it before he is beaten.

jetlag go away, I don't know the time of day at: mb@blondechampagne.com