Giverny

(Sunday, April 20th) A metro, a train and a bus ride brought us to Monet's home in Giverny. The gardens were abloom with a riot of colorful flowers. After exploring the gardens, we rushed through the house itself because Spencer was getting antsy. Nothing a little lunch wouldn't fix. We walked to a friendly hotel down the road for delicious crepes. Spencer erupted in peals of laughter when whipped cream somehow ended up on his nose drawing the amused attention of all the patrons in the restaurant. The whipped cream was funny no matter how many times Daddy acted surprised to see it on his or Spencer's nose. Fed and full of good humor, Spencer promptly fell asleep, waking only when we tried to transfer him to the bus. Two hours later we were back in our apartment. Mike and I enjoyed a night out at the opening reception to the FIAF congress (the reason we are in Paris after all) while Grandma and Grandpa babysat Spencer.