My children were awake until 4 a.m. (France time) on Saturday. ‘Why?’ you may ask. Because I was too exhausted to fight or argue. Their routine is completely broken. Jordan and Alex are usually in bed by 7:45 p.m. (New Jersey time). Their bodies have yet to adjust to this new time zone. On top of everything else, they were so wired and excited that they simply refused to sleep for more than four hours at a time. So Friday, they returned from the park around 5 p.m. Alex was already fast asleep on Daddy’s shoulders; Jordan fell asleep minutes later. I wanted to cry because I knew that could only mean bad news for me. I had to wake them up by 9 p.m. We had dinner plans with some friends. I don’t know why French people eat so late. Once the children woke up, it was party time. I knew they were going to be up all night. You knew it, too. So that meant they slept until 3 p.m Saturday. Good thing: I was able to get most of my packing done. While I continued packing and Janel did her summer work, Christopher took the children out to play. Needless to say leaving children with Christopher, possibilities for fun are endless. There’s no telling what will happen………
All I can say is I am still tired. Seriously!
So the plan for these next two days is just doing local activities in the town of Cachan where my girl friend N’diaye resides with her two boys, Jibril and Noe.
I met N’diaye many years ago during my study abroad and we became fast friends. I wanted to improve my French. She knew a great deal of English and she was willing to help me with my assignments. The following year, she came to New Brunswick to visit me at Rutgers. From then on, we always managed to visit each other until we had children, when the visits became less frequent. The last time I visited her in France was 2004, and her last visit to the US was 2005 for my wedding. Back when we were studying at François Rabelais University in Tours and our friendship did not yet span two continents, N’diaye and I made a pact that when we were both blessed with children, we would find a way to bring them together.
Jibril and Noe happen to be the same ages as my children. They visited us last summer in NJ. So this summer, we’re spending a bit of time with them. Jordan and Alex have no choice but to speak French. Otherwise, they will not be able to communicate with their friends here. Their language skills were put to the test in the park today, but luckily fun, with children, is the same in every language.
Enjoy some pictures at Le Parc Départemental Raspail, Cachan!!!!!!!