“Take two” – that’s what they said at the maternity in the hospital this morning. And so the latest releases came home and we’re now officially a family of five. It's life, Jim, but not as we know it….
At least that’s what Maxime thinks. Thankfully he seems to have taken to these new alien life forms quite well – he is particularly keen to clamber up and over the bars and into their (currently shared) bed. The lack of any emotion on their little faces when he tries to do this only goes to confirm that babies do not instinctively know fear.
Picking them up from the hospital this morning was also very enjoyable – there was not a client or meeting in the world that could have stopped me from being there today. It was also fun to see Sandie’s excitement as she finally got to take her babies home. We’ll be monitoring our levels of excitement at precisely midnight and 5AM as they start protesting (well they are French) for their bottles of warm milk.
I’m now going to hit the hay. It’s been a while since I’ve gone to bed at 9.30PM....but something tells me I’ll be happy about it tomorrow. I’ll try and remember over the next couple of days to tell you about the other events of the week including a glorious karting victory in Reading and lunch with some Belgians.
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