This has been an eventful week for us. Chris finished his communications course and Aidan turned 18 months old. As a part of graduation for Chris’ school, we went with his classmates and staff to Lausanne by boat. Aidan loved eating in the nice dinning compartment and watching the water from the bow of the boat. It was also a special time for Chris and his classmates, as they thanked their staff and spent a little time together before everyone goes their separate ways.

We now have next week off, to relax a little and for Chris to get ready for the next course: a three month science and humanities school. After that, Chris just has to write a thesis and he’s finished with his degree. We’ll be writing more about what’s next sometime soon.

I am doing well. Last week was pretty busy for me. I helped to edit 9 research papers for the students in Chris’ class. It was a lot of late nights but so worth it to see people able to turn in high quality papers. It was also a good experience for me. I wouldn’t consider myself as a grammar guru, but after coaching the ESL students in that area, I have at least improved in my ability to spot grammar mistakes and help others write more polished papers.

And finally, it’s time for a little Aidan update! We are constantly amazed at how much he is changing and growing. Many of our co-workers have commented on how he’s changed, becoming more expressive and more talkative with the people here. And, of course, everyone knows how much he loves tractors; they are always willing to start up a conversation with him about his “great love”!

In addition to loving motorized vehicles of any size, Aidan is turning into a little fish. We have a real difficult time keeping him away from water. He loves splashing in pools or fountains but he’s even content to play with the sink faucet. On hot days, he can spend hours playing with buckets of water, splashing, spilling, drinking (nasty!), and wading in the water.

Aidan is also doing incredibly well with speaking. Many children his age have a vocabulary of 20 words or so; we’ve lost count, but it’s at least over a hundred. A few weeks ago, he began putting short sentences together. Some of the sentences that you might hear if you hang around him are:“Want a more, Maaa!” (“Ma” is his way of saying please); “I want cheese;” “Where’s Daddy?”; “Where’s tractor?”; and, “Go car!” (translation, “I want to go somewhere in a car.”). He’s still working on his pronunciation though. Instead of “boat” he says, “butt”; he prefers, “cracky” to “cracker” and sometimes likes to call his Daddy, “Da-dees.”

And finally, it should be said that Aidan got to ride on a tractor yesterday! He’s waited his whole life for this special event. He was very serious about it, sitting very carefully on Chris’ lap, but he did loosen up enough to play with the steering wheel and honk the horn. Here’s a few pictures from the last month.

The big moment:

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Playing on the slide in Lausanne. Aidan loves to climb up and down.

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On the boat, wearing his new John Deere vest from grandma:

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Swinging:

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Aidan’s routine is to wake up and lie on his back saying, “tractor” over and over again.

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Eating cherries:

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Lining up his tractors. Not quite as orderly as Edith and Emma!

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Little hiker:
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It’s the last week of my communications course! I turned in my research paper on Friday, and I give the oral report tomorrow. Just for fun I put the whole text into wordle, and this was the result:

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I took this pic during one of the (brief) moments Aidan was sitting still today. I think it captures his personality pretty well!

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Two Sundays ago, I took the ferry across Lake Geneva to Yvoire, France. Yvoire is a medieval village, enclosed by a high wall and built on the hilly shore of Lac Leman (as Lake Geneva is known “on the other side”).

The houses are crumbling stone and mortar, crawling with vines and adorned with more flowers than you could find at your local nursery. There are more shops than actual residents and only a handful of streets to explore, but what it lacks in size, Yvoire compensates with charm.

Every detail of the décor of the town serves to make it one of the most eye-pleasing towns I’ve ever seen: flowering and broad-leafed vines spiral up the ancient walls;

artisan signs hang over every shop entrance;

and little antique embellishments are tucked-away, like the old grinding stone in a courtyard and a rusting bike leaning forlorn against a wine shop window.

But what’s a trip to France without eating a crepe? The highlight of the day for me was using what little French I knew to order crepes for myself and the three other girls I was traveling with: 4 lemon crepes with cream, from a street vendor. We sat down on a bench to try and eat them with our plastic forks (which is very nearly impossible, I have to say) when a man slowed down, smiled at us and said, “Bon Appetite!” By then, most of my unsubstantiated prejudice against the French had melted away and I was planning another trip to France. Hopefully Chris and Aidan will be able to come next time!

Sorry for the lag in posts. Life is flying by. Definitely a busy season for us. I only have two and half weeks left in my communications course! It will be nice to have a short break before jumping into the next one. More posts, pics of Aidan (I can’t believe what he is saying and doing these days!), etc., when we get a chance. In the meantime, here is a picture I took last night. A massive storm rolled in and I hiked a short way outside of the village and saw this:

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