2 am in Paris, scheduling this blog, and while that may seem a little late to be up, truly, I live the life of a bat while here - nocturnal hunting and eating, radar signal communications in clubs and over glasses of wine...
Quite the different scene to my early-to-bed life over the Christmas holiday in San Diego, where I spent hours on end, staring at my 6-month-old nephew, Quinn, imagining the world he will inhabit (and - for whatever reason - picturing him becoming a rock star and letting me be the cool aunt who comes backstage after the show. Don't judge me - I have no idea where these visions come from).
But really, what world WILL he inhabit? And what role will he/you/I play in it?
I'd like to think that by the time Quinn is a rockstar, not only will we have solved the problem of climate change, but I will also be able to speak French. Seeing how completely, utterly, painfully shy I am about even trying (yes, me - shy about French, for whatever reason), I guess we'll just have to wait and see.
And in the meantime, we should probably read our kids some books on healthy living.
-Heather... off to pack for a marathon flight sequence tomorrow...
Posted by: Evelyn | January 04, 2007 at 05:28 AM