Ma belle-mère et beau-père

My in-laws came to us in Paris this week and we had a wonderful visit. We took them all over the city and they did a fabulous job mastering the metro and were great tourists. It's not easy to visit the Fischers in Paris: we are very excited about this beautiful wonderful city and squeeze in all the greatest hits over a few days. Brian really worked them and I'm proud with how well they did with his busy schedule.

I think they saw some of the best that Paris has to offer. We took them out for some of our favorite foods and it was really fun to share with them our Paris.
The ladies especially loved having the grandma and grandpa here. The grandparents did an excellent job of loving and spoiling them silly and we ate lots and lots of chocolate and ice cream.
But now they're gone and it's back to our quiet Paris life. Brian is back to work, Elise is back to school, and Celia and I have returned to Celia Boot Camp 2011. We're working on her feisty attitude, (I don't know where she gets it!), and the potty training. And I can happily report that we are 1 for 2! She's still feisty, but giving attitude in underwear! I'm so proud of my lady. I thought potty training her was going to be a beast but the lady has come through. After about 2 days of accidents and lots of paper towels, she is a super star!

So, here we are. We've got two plus months of the Fischer Paris/Euro Adventure left. It was great to have the grandparents visit and help me appreciate Paris again. I love taking people around the city and the sites just never get old. I could sit at the Sacre Coeur every day for the next two months and never ever get bored with it. I love the Seine, strolling through Lux Gardens, and sitting at the steps of the Pantheon looking down the Rue Soufflot at the Eiffel Tower. It's just such an awesome place and we're living the life here. It's simple and fun and with the weather being absolutely outstanding, I almost want to stay here forever.

But alas, our time will end here soon and we will be following ma belle-mère et beau-père back to the States. And I'm okay with that. I'm going to live it up for 2 plus months: I'm going to eat lots of bread and cheese, drink super cheap fabulous wine, explore the city with my feisty beast, and enjoy the easy life. And sercretly I am hoping that one of the ladies will marry a frenchman one day so that I too will be refered to as la belle-mère, literally translated as beautiful mother.

And now, back to the sun and Paris and the life!

C'est la vie!