It's Amelie high-fiving her cousin...


... and escaping her aunt...


... but the question is, what am I doing in the back seat of a convertible with my arm around an objet d'art..?


Sadly I can't explain at the moment, partly because I've eaten so much I can barely reach the keyboard, but mainly because I had such a good time at my parents' house yesterday, that I'm driving back over there again today. Amelie's coming with me, but Lisa's staying behind to scrub the kitchen floor.