Three generations

dear son,

Your grandma momie and grossetante came to visit this week, and your grandma held you for the first time. You napped in her arms. We have photos.

They had, of course, planned to come for your birth, which is why they came this week, but we all know how that worked out.

Your grossetante recommended I give you fennel tea to help with digestion. You don’t like the taste of it very much. You make a very, very funny face when I give it to you, but you manage to swallow most of it.

We went with the dog on a walk to the Bois de Boulogne, and so we were three generations of family, slowly meandering around the lake that day.

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