Then, on Saturday, we drove to Rieux-Volvestre to go for a walk. We found the walk in a book that I got Daddy for his birthday, about exploring the region on foot. I didn't go on foot though, I got carried by Mommy and Daddy! I can't decide who is better at carrying me. Mommy is bouncier and I like to know that my milk is right there next to me, but Daddy is taller and his voice always rocks me to sleep.
On Sunday we went to Foix, which is at the foot of the Pyrenees. My parents ate foie gras and duck and drank wine, and then we visited the castle. There was a tall tower with lots of steps, and Daddy carried me all the way to the top! It was fun but it was kind of tiring for me. Being carried up stairs is a lot of work! It was fun to go sightseeing, but I still say that nothing is as fun to look at as my feet! I don't know why my parents don't take more pictures of my feet. They are so beautiful!
1 comment:
Bonjour petit Noé et merci de partager avec nous tous tes belles découvertes .
Pour tes quatre mois , tu es un peu pressé ...encore une semaine !
Par contre, ton papa , il avait trois cent soixante douze mois ce dernier week-end ...Tu te rends compte...ça fait "très beaucoup" .Il est très grand , il est très fort TON papa !
Tendres bisous , petit trésor ! Mabé
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