We are tickled pink (tickled blue?) to welcome our petit Augustin, born Friday, August 14th, 8 lbs, 8 oz. He arrived a week early, which we can attribute to one of three things: a 4 hour trip to Ikea, a midnight urge to make dozens of jumbo meatballs, or what the French call (quite delicately, I think) la methode italienne.
We are enjoying G.’s French paternity leave (3 weeks!) and napping in shifts. A true Parisian, Augustin made his first outing to the Café Carillon around the corner at one week old. He is adapting nicely to Johnny Halliday, rap music and the whir of the coffee machine. For his mother, a single pressing question remains: when oh when will the good sushi place get back from vacation…
