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Hubert’s wedding 

It was a nice weekend spent at an old French farm house. We shared the house with a few other families and since it was on the middle of nowhere, all we did was hang out and take it easy.

The kids got along really well with the French kids. As soon as we got to the pizza party, an older girl, Elza, wanted Ella to sit on her lap. Two boys patted Ella on the head and soon enough, Simon, the 6-yr-old red-haired boy wanted to play with Ella. 

The whole weekend they played together and the day we left, when he disappeared for a few minutes, Ella asked “where’s the boy with the orange hair?”

Johnny

Kids were looking for Johnny. 

“Who’s Johnny?,” I asked.

“He’s green and small and he’s a ball.” Then Rhys pulls out a green golf ball from underneath the couch.

“Here’s Johnny!”