

Chiara and i are learning the joys of motherhood (or at least guardianhood) with our French exchange student Eliott. For the two months that he is staying with us we need to ensure he is well fed, warm enough, and not getting mixed up with 'the wrong crowd'. It is more fun than I anticipated. He is adapting well to our way of life and makes our house feel more like a home (or a half-way house). Here are two photos of him. He doesn't usually tuck his jumper into his pants... it's just that I asked him to 'look French'. The other photo, of him in front of the computer, is Eliott in his more natural state.