Heim í heiðardalinn!! (home sweet home...for mom)

I´ve been getting quite a lot of complaints about how slow things are in updating this blog...well mamma and papa are quite busy taking care of me and I´m awefully slow typing...even though I try my best. Mamma finds it quite funny how I hit the keyboard with my little hands but its very hard because my fingers are so small and my thumb is so not cooperating yet...

So here comes a little story about the trip we took to Iceland in APRIL!!
It was the first time I took a plane, very exciting, even though I slept most of the way...
The flight attendants thought I was super cute...of course and everything went very well.

In the plane with mamma

In Iceland we stayed with amma and afi and I even got to meet my FAVORITE aunt, Birna for two days before she had to go back to Denmark and my FAVORITE Icelandic uncle, Jonni.

Negotiatiating the use of a "snudda/tetine" with afi.

With amma, in the process of putting on pyjamas.

With uncle Jonni. I look forward to when I'm older he can take me up on the glaciers in his big SUV!!
With aunt Birna. She lives in Denmark and I will go visit her there one day!
Amma had borrowed this bassinett for me, here I am testing it...pretty good eh!

So what did we do in Iceland, well for one I met a LOT of relatives...I seem to have a bunch of them there, well apparently I'm pretty much related to almost EVERYBODY in Iceland!! That is pretty cool, to have 300.000 cousins! I guess its good we don't know all of them, otherwise mamma and papa would have to get a much bigger appartment after my birthday to fit all my presents!!

Papa only stayed in Iceland for 5 days, then he had to go back to France to work but before he left we went to a swimming pool. I really like being in water, splashing is fun, but this one was a little cold for me so I got a bit small and started crying after a while...or so they thought when in fact I was crying because mamma made me wear a hat in the pool!! People dont wear hats when they go swimming!! :o(

With papa in the pool, its before I realized I was the only one wearing a hat!

I also met several of my my-size cousins. Here are some pictures of me with Frosti Rùnar (which at that time was my only younger cousin...since then I have one more), his sister Freyja and Sævin.

Freyja, Frosti and I...darn you can totally see in this picture that I have a little bit of a slobbering problem these days...

Frosti, Sævin and I. Man, these photoshoots can be tiring....

The Icelandic and French Connections

You already got to meet Amma and Afi, 2 of my 2 grand-parents, when they visited me 2 weeks ago. They are mommy's mom and dad, and they come from a place far far North, Iceland, where it can be very cold and snowy.

I am so lucky that I will get to visit them and maybe some of the country when I fly there on April 4th. It will be my first time in an airplane: it is a biiiig machine, much bigger than my car, and it flies too. I guess it won't be a big change for me compared to the car, I'll probably be sleeping most of the time.

There are quite a few other people in the family: I have 1 uncle (Jonni) in Iceland, 1 aunt (Birna) in Denmark (she used to be the star of the family, I took that over from her!), 2 uncles in France (Thierry and Fabien), 1 in the USA (Vincent) and 2 more grand-parents in France (Mamie and Papi). And a bunch of cousins everywhere in the world.

Since I was born, I only got to meet 4 of them. Fabien, Mamie and Papi visited me at the hospital 2 days after I was born: they got to hold me when I was just a shrimp, looking tiny small in my big pyjamas: those same pyjamas are now a little tight, I have grown so much since then. I can even almost hold my head straight now. Almost, sometimes it is still a little wobbly, it looks like I am sort of drunk or something. Too much milk maybe.

A little later, Thierry drove from Nantes just to see me during a whole week-end. He brought me one more friend for my bed: a big blue frog that hangs on the frame: I can't really play with it now but I am sure I will love it with its long legs and arms.

I had the impression that he was not very comfortable holding me in his arms. It is a little difficult to hold a soft small body like mine, it is just a matter of getting used to it. I am a little disappointed he did not try to change my diaper once... The good thing is that he did not seem to be too bothered by me waking up at night: he did not wake up a sinlge time when I had to drink or when daddy changed my diapers a few meters away from him.

Everybody lives a little far from us, that's why I try to keep my blog updated. It takes a little time to do that, and I already have such a busy schedule: sleeping, drinking, sleeping, changing diaper, bath, drinking, a little bit of crying, going for a walk in my stroller, more drinking and sleeping... It is always the same with big stars: can never find time for themselves.

I have already planned some visits here and there: I'd like to fly around the world to meet everybody and all of mom and dad's friends. I have to show them for real how cute I am.

Uncle Fabien took a break from work to visit me at the hospital

Papi, not impressed by how small I am

Showing Mamie and Papi the nice forest close to home

Rolled in a blanket, tight and comfy

Thierry liked walking me in Versailles