Sofia and Louise Meet Bon Papa

Well, we're back from Lille after our whirlwind Christmas tour stuffed with foie gras and cake in the shape of yule logs. Everyone in Lille is doing well and was super-excited to see both Sofia and Louise at the same time. I don't know exactly what everyone was expecting from them; perhaps they thought that S&L would throw down in some sort of baby-wrestling contest, or maybe that they would duel each other in an improv rap-off as in "8 Mile". About the only thing they seemed interested in doing, however, was eating, sleeping and pooping. Louise walked away with the eating prize, Sofia won the sleeping prize hands down, and the pooping prize was still up for grabs when Sofia laid a monster turd with a color and consistency that could only be described as "tortilla soupesque". Even the East German judge gave her a 9.5, and Sofia ended up taking the gold medal. It was a touching moment until they tried to figure out which national anthem to play for her and ended up throwing together a medley of the French, American, Canadian and Greek anthems. As you can imagine, that's when things started to get a bit silly.

Here are some pictures from this weekend, as well as a video of Bon Papa proudly holding both of his new great-granddaughters.