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123 Days of Ella

August 19, 2011

So Ella turned four months old today. It was hard fall back into the groove of dirty diapers, sleepless nights and the occasional projectile vomit, but we’ve since found our rhythm. Watching her grow in size and character (her plump tummy is fondly referred to as the “Elly Belly”) over the weeks has been a blast. Theo loves being a big brother and is constantly showering her with tickles and kisses. Pray it lasts.

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My Two Favorite Girls

July 6, 2011

While Theo attended a birthday party, the rest of us had some downtime in the park.

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Kermesse

July 1, 2011

Last Friday was Theo’s kermesse (school carnival). As I volunteered at the “Jolly Jumper” booth, Theo enjoyed walking around with his mom and baby sister. He got his face painted as a snake (though I referred to him as “Shrek eats a tomato”), kicked goals and threw socks at cans. He collected enough tickets to purchase what every 5-year old boy needs: a squirt gun and a soccer ball.

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Two Months Old

June 19, 2011

OK, so I’ve been slack getting the “new and improved” Duncan Soup back online, but today is a good occasion to post something. Firstly, Ella turns two-months old today. Secondly, it’s also Father’s Day. Is there a better present for a father than holding his sweet little girl?

Ella Marie Anne Duncan was born on April 19th at 9:06 a.m. weighing 3.64 kg (8 lbs) and 49 cm (19.3″). She was delivered via a C-section by Dr. André Safar at Natecia Hospital in Lyon. Though I couldn’t be in room (and I had to pay for my own popcorn & soda), everything was carried out with textbook execution. My only problem with the delivery was the lack of communication from the nursing staff: I was supposed to watch the event through a window that opened onto the delivery room. I kept waiting for the blinds to open for “the show,” though it wasn’t suppose to start until 9:30 a.m. It never happened and I didn’t heard any news until a nurse came out and said “Mr. Duncan, you can come and see your daughter.” WTF? Apparently, the blind was broken and couldn’t be raised. After screaming “well don’t you think someone should have told me this!” and a few obscenities at the nursing staff, I quickly calmed down once I saw Little Miss Duncan. Everything previous to that moment didn’t matter anymore.

She looks exactly like her brother.