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.
Hit Me With Your Best Shot
June 23, 2011Today was Theo’s class picnic at a local park. Anne-Laure, Ella and I were able to attend, so it was a nice family outing. The 22 kids had a great time eating, playing and running through the park. A soccer game started at one point and Theo was goalie for his team. Nothin’ got past him. Allez mon fils!
…Back Online
June 23, 2011I finally finished making the changes to Duncan Soup. With the arrival of Ella, it seemed to be a good time to bring things up to speed for posting pictures and videos. The new site is integrated with Facebook, Twitter and Flickr (Allowing one to follow phrases and photos). A good way to kick things off is with this humorous video of Theo doing the “D.P. Butt Dance”. Call me if you don’t laugh.
Theo’s Chorale 2011
June 21, 2011Here is Theo and his Grande Section class singing an old African folk song in rounds. Rumors are that one may find one’s self chanting “Bumbody bum…” all day. You have been warned.
Two Months Old
June 19, 2011OK, 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.



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