Monday, December 27, 2010

Quatre images d'un jour pendant la vie de mon fils.


La voiture est trop petite pour mon fils! Il marche dans les rues à la place!
La jour de soleil à Calais
Il fait froid, oui!
Un dîner de thanksgiving pour tout les missioniares à Calalis et à Lille aussi.

Christmas Day phone call...
Us: How was Christmas Eve? (feeling very sorry for Tony that he wasn't enjoying our little family dinner that night)
Tony: Well, it all started with a 12 course meal at a member's house (no longer are we feeling guilty). First course was caviar. Second course was goose liver pâte. Next course was oysters...(and he went on to list the remaining 9 french courses...I think he ate at La Caille!).
Us: How is the missionary work? (assuming he is able to actually move and teach after a 12 course meal)
Tony: Très bien. President gave us a challenge to pass out more copies of the Book of Mormon than ever during Christmas. We were able to give 17 away in 2 weeks. Lots of teaching appointments came from that.
Us: What are you doing after this phone call? (again, feeling very sorry that he isn't home to watch our annual Christmas evening movie)
Tony: Oh, we are going to ride this huge open air ferris wheel that looks over all of France in the evening (did I mention we were just going to watch a stupid movie?)

So, in summary...pizza vs. 12 courses, huge success with Book of Mormons, Toy Story 3 vs. a view of the Eiffel Tower at night. Un Joyeux Noël indeed!!

Monday, December 20, 2010

Les amies de les grand parents de Tony

I met the friends of Grandpa George and Grandma Chloe in Lille. I leave to go back there this week for transfer. I'm way excited about it, but not excited about dragging all my bags and Christmas packages on the train. Luckily Ford is coming with me to pick up his new blue so he can help me carry it all. I am living with the zone leaders and my new comp. It will be tight. I don't know where I will have Christmas yet. Last week in Calais we found a lot of people to teach so that will be good for Ford and his new blue.

Note from Ruth: This is the child who wore flannel and sweatpants (together!) Tony is now going pure Parisian with his jaunty purple scarf casually tossed around his neck. If he starts wearing capris and les chapeaux, I am going to fly out to France and have an intervention.

Monday, December 13, 2010