We are here!

I know blueberry disappeared for a while...for  a loooong while...We've been busy, traveling, working, adjusting, readjusting, teething...So what have we done? So much.

We went to France to see the family and meet cows. Note the hat and the coat..Yep, it's always sunny in Brittany.

We had an allergy test...I had to really insist on getting one because here there's a belief that babies this young cannot have allergies. So here's a picture from our test. It turns out yes, he is allergic and highly to pollen, dust and a little bit to cow milk. All my suspicions were right. Take that pediatrician who was really  surprised by the results!



BB says a lot of words, mostly in Armenian, some in French and few in English. Then he gets confused, then we get confused...The other day he called me "mooo""(the word he uses for cow) instead of "mama". Given that I still breastfeed, I guess he is kind of right.

Everyday, there's a new adorable moment. The last thing is he hugs his dolls and sings them the lullaby we sing him every night. Cute!

He has more teeth, but they appear in no specific order. One comes from up left, one comes down right and another next to it. I don't understand.


We went to Portugal. Unfortunately, during a heat wave, so we spent  A LOT of time in our hotel room. Mental note: Don't go for a cheap hotel, you will be spending a lot of time in your room. Mental note 2: Go for a hotel that is not very central, you may need some quiet time.

I was so excited for him to swim in the ocean. We failed. First of all he was scared of the sand. He was pulling his legs up and looked completely disgusted. Then he was scared of the waves...He was right though, they were huge and very loud and nobody was swimming. Add to that combination, a very cold water so we decided to wait. But we went to the spa of the hotel together and tried the jacuzzi. And of course, he loved it. He could have stayed there all day.  You had to see him lying down completely relaxed with the warmth.

He had very, very bad food. Every morning he started with a croissant and some sweet pastry. Then we moved on to greasy food, which always included french fries on the side and we finished with more fries at night. He even had his first Happy Meal.

On that note, I noticed that here and also in France people don't mind giving sweet stuff to children. At the creche, they can give them a waffle for instance. I read that some (mostly Scandinavian) mothers are horrified by it and they require their children not be fed any sweet stuff. Should I be like that? I'm so confused.

We are trying to profit from the rare appearance of the sun by going to parks around.  The other day,when we went to a park, he even started playing with 2 girls. He was completely talking to them who kept on asking him ""Quoi?". There I was, sitting at a distance, watching him and thinking he grows up so fast.


I don't know where this came from but all of a sudden he is very much attracted by vehicles. Trucks, cars, buses completely fascinate him. And when he sees people play soccer...nothing can hold him back, he has to go and play with them.

He still cannot walk but can stand holding things. I stopped worrying about it.