So daughter number three made it to her 10th birthday, and Sylvie and I were in shock most of the day. Our baby so big. You know the kind of thing.
We were joined by Cleo for a special birthday dinner at Mon Ami Gabi, and Anouk celebrated by eating all her own steak and most of her mother's (I carefully protected mine by smothering it au poivre, a taste Anouk hasn't yet acquired). Later Delaney tuned in on Skype, and I think Anouk had a wonderful day.
I tried to take some pictures, the girls amused themselves in the usual manner by failing to co-operate with boring old Papa, and an elderly couple at a nearby table stopped as they were leaving to say it was the best show they'd seen in ages.
My first shot shows A and Z heading off to school in the morning (a very rare moment of comnparative calm):
Here's Anouk being kind to Papa in the restaurant, and Zelie suddenly spotting the roast giraffe we ordered for dinner (or something):
Cleo proving she can look stunning when she wants to:
But these pictures don't quite convey the "How can we get Papa to put his camera away" mood. This one, on the other hand, comes close:
And we can always rely on Zelie to stick her tongue out at the wrong moment....
Happy Birthday, Anouk !!