Here are some choice excerpts:
"Dear Kazz and Anthony. [Ed note: our children usually call us "Mom and Dad", not by our first names.] I had to right a letter to you! THEY MADE ME!!!!"
Pippa then proceeds to write about her time at camp and closes with:
"I do not miss you, but just pretend I do."
Fabulous.
Her next letter reiterates that point, verbatim, but closes with this:
"...but I do still love you very much!"
Well, thank goodness for small mercies.
Gigi's letter is not much better, frankly:
"Dear Mom and Dad, We are being forced to write to you, even though I don't have a stamp..."
You're imagining our children in an American summer camp: rustic cabins and lake-swimming. Think again. That may exist in France, but it's not where our girls are. They're at a 1000 year old medieval castle, riding ponies bareback (literally). To find out more, check out A Year in Fromage.
"Dear Kazz and Anthony. [Ed note: our children usually call us "Mom and Dad", not by our first names.] I had to right a letter to you! THEY MADE ME!!!!"
Pippa then proceeds to write about her time at camp and closes with:
"I do not miss you, but just pretend I do."
Fabulous.
Her next letter reiterates that point, verbatim, but closes with this:
"...but I do still love you very much!"
Well, thank goodness for small mercies.
Gigi's letter is not much better, frankly:
"Dear Mom and Dad, We are being forced to write to you, even though I don't have a stamp..."
You're imagining our children in an American summer camp: rustic cabins and lake-swimming. Think again. That may exist in France, but it's not where our girls are. They're at a 1000 year old medieval castle, riding ponies bareback (literally). To find out more, check out A Year in Fromage.
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