I think that Mike has a picture just like this with every baby in the new generation - but isn't Charlotte adorable!
Will had a fab time in the pool. He was the king of the floating pool bed. Sometimes he really thought he could swim, but he was well looked after.
And when he fell asleep exhausted, Grumpy finally got a chance to hold him.
And here's a super bunch of crazy kids!!
And Olivia was the Princess of the floaties. SHe wasn't afraid of going anywhere with her movable throne.
And here's the whole adorable family.
Here's a funny picture from the homecoming. Shauna was kind enough to make impressions of Krista's teeth so that Krista can whiten her teeth.
So, Mom and Dad made it back from Indonesia. Bob and clan got info about how to say Welcome Home in Indonesian and made this banner for them. We made a nice sized group at the airport.
At Grummy and Grandfather's house after their homecoming, we took new group pictures of all of the families.
Even Kristy's brother came by with his new, wel not so nw, baby boy.
I took this picture for my dad because I thought he might know who this Jazz pianist is.
And this is the joint grave of Heloise and Abelard. Its okay if you don't know them. Actually, their story is a little creepy, looking at it in a modern perspective. Back in the 1100's, Heloise was 13 years old and Abelard's student. He seduced her, she had his child and then her father had Abelard castrated. Why anyone would give them joint tombs I don't have any idea.
After massive amounts of shopping, we met Laura, Ian and Cozette for a lovely dinner at our favorite local crepe restaurant. That of the square crepes from earlier in my recountings.
And how can I not post such an adorable picture of Ian in one of the world's tiniest elevators.
The next morning Mike and I got up early to catch or plane home. When we got to the metro, our tickets also let us through to get o to the train. When we arrived at the Paris airport, however, our tickets would not let us OUT. There were no ticket counters that we could get to, so we (and pretty much everyone else that we saw) had to perform gymnastics with suitcases and bodies and hike ourselves over the bars and into the airport. 
Above is Oscar Wilde's grave. It has lip prints all over it.
These are just representative of a very common kind of grave in the cemetery. 
This one is Jim Morrison's. It always has a crowd around it, even though it is not easy to find. 
This is no one famous, but the name is pretty funny if you read it in English. Laura, a=who speaks fluent fFrench didn't get it until we pronounced it Americanized for her.
Chopin's grave. He seems to be very popular for flowers.
Rossini = he lloks popular, but most of his flowers are plastic. Sadness.
And here is Mike in front of his favorite fountain in all of Paris.
I have to say, Euro Disney is prettier than Disneyland or Disney World. It has a more delicate, fairytale like air to it than the others I have been to. Very pretty. We did not get a park hopper pass. WIth one day, we only concentrated on the main park. 
I got my wish and the first ride we went on was The Haunted Mansion. It never had a huge crowd, but the second time we went on there was a bit of a line. This is a pavillion in the entrance to the ride. It seems like here they were able to really create full blown stories to go along with certain key rides in the park. 
We also went on Pirates. How could I not! It has a huge pirate ship parked in front of it and a skull rock and the whole ride is inside an old rocky fortress.
Mike needed a ride after all of that. 
Space Mountain was fantastic. It was alot of fun getting shot out of the beginning of the ride and then descending into the traditional darkness. The ride seemed much faster than the other two I have been on - and I confirmed that on my trip to California ith Krista in July. 
These are the adorable Australian Catholic school girls that we befriended during our wait for the ride. They were calling out for someone who spoke English who could tell them about the ride. So, we managed to keep them talking long enough to get them on the ride. They were, of course, terrified and screaming the entire time. But when they exited, they wanted to go back on right away. 
Alice in Wonderland doesn't have a ride; instead she has a labyrinth - which makes sense, too. 
Sleeping Beauty's castle is much prettier than the original. What's really is cool is that when you climb the stairs, you actually get to go out on the battlements and view the crowd below.
The Indiana Jones ride (Temple de Peril) is an outdoor roller coaster. Big Thunder Mountain was busier; I'm not really sure why.
Someone very nicely pointed out the stairs underneath the street that took us to the cirle so that we didn't have to risk life and limb running through Paris traffic like we saw some doing.
Back down below, Mike darted out into traffic to take this picture of the Arc all lit up. 
We didn't spend too much time wandering along the Champs, but we did duck into Virgin Mega store and into Sephora. DIdn't buy anything. It all really wasn't our scene.
If you go backto the last post about Ian, you may remember that we were waiting in line to enter the Catacombs. We made in not not very many minutes before the entrance closed. 
The catacombs is a place where they took the disinterred bones of many, if not most of Paris' dead in a time when they wanted more ground to build homes and businesses. If you want to know more, wikipedia has a pretty good article about them. 
In a few places, people even made elaborate carvings. These were done by refugees who tried to hide in the catacombs during the French Revolution.
Ian did really great underground. The way was well lit and he wasn't too creeped out by all the bones. We had a good talk about why they were there and about respecting them. The way was much longer than we ever thought it would be.
