New Year's Eve

Ben and Georgia sussing each other out:


Georgia and Bruce:


Her new beanbag, Kaloo cat:




Ben playing at the Square Trousseau:

First Christmas

Georgia's first Christmas day (and Andy's first Christmas in Paris). Sue and Bruce, Kathy, Paul and Ben flew in from New Zealand, arriving on Christmas Eve.

First, the formalities - yes, yes, yes I have been a good girl (I haven't been here long enough to have been bad), so can I have my presents please:

Finding out what Santa put in her stocking - clothes, a fluffy elephant, rings and the obligatory orange:

Swapping stories with Cousin Ben:


Kathy, Ben and Sue:


A nap with Bruce:


Play time:





This year's special gift for us under the Christmas tree:








Tuckered out:

Le bébé parfait

A huge day for our little celebrity. First thing, she did her TV superstar act in a video hookup with New Zealand. Then she went for her regular checkup with the Paediatrician. An excerpt from her "maintenance log" is shown below - it's official, she's "parfait".



Next she signed some cards for her fans...



... followed by some beauty sleep ...



... then posing for some photos, a little island in a coral atoll of her nappies (Crapatoa island?).

 

Seven sleeps til Santa!

Today Georgia helped us decorate the Christmas tree.





Then back to her second-favourite position...

 

A trip to the café

Georgia about to go out in her new snowsuit:



The first of many café lunches. And yes it's a cliché, and I swear I am not making this up, she had one of the most obnoxious French waiters that we've ever experienced.



Post-prandial snooze:

 

Play time

 

Bath time

Today's post is typed with one hand because the sleepy girl is occupying the other one. The day started by reading Auntie Prue's book



... then an encounter with Floppy Dog ...



then a bath - lots of splashing and fun (the horrid umbilical stump has been edited out in case you're eating breakfast while looking at this)...



clean, smelling good and ready to sleep.

 

Stepping out

Dressed up in Fran's warm clothes for the first trip outside on a cold winter's day:






 

Homecoming

Where am I? What's going on?