Volcanic eruption, anyone?

We hung around mostly at home this weekend.

It was pouring Saturday morning so we went to the thrift store and got new dishes and silverware. We have been surviving with only exactly 5 plates and forks and knives and cups and bowls for the past 5 months. It was gettin a bit ridiculous, using paper plates and plastic cutlery every time we had guests. We were able to find some decent stuff for only 20 Euros - gosh I love thrift stores. We then headed over for a LONG lunch at Quickos. The food there is disgusting (in other words, the kids loved it) but they have a play place for the kids. We let them play in there while we played canasta for about 2 hours. André won 2 out of 3 games - guess my birthday luck has run out!

We went over to the gluten free store for some bread for Griffin - there was only ONE person working so the line took over 1/2 hour, urgh! This is very very common in France, and no one (but me) ever seems annoyed by it.

On Sunday we spent time together working on French homework. The French are really into memorizing, which is definitely NOT one of Zander's strengths. Callie and Griffin know the little poem about the ant better than either Zander or his daddy (whose genes must have passed along the lovely inability to memorize).

Our afternoon project was an amazing volcano. We made the salt dough, decorated it with trees and a doomed car, and exploded the lava in the bathtub. As you can see, from André's expression, this was a delicate chemical reaction, involving red food coloring. Kids loved it.

Sorry for the boring post. At least the pictures are cute.