it's all about the applesauce.

My running joke with my host family, last name Mott, is that they should be applesauce heirs at this point. Every night after dinner, my host mom kindly lays out a selection of yogurts (vive Activia! haha LIZA) & sauces (we have raspberry and peach varieties), but alas, Mott's doesn't exist over here. Tant pis.

Anyways, to present yall the lovely family with whom I'm lucky to be spending the semester with, I have some pictures from this weekend's 'grande fête,' which rang in my host mom's 50th birthday!

My host mom and I, isn't she pretty here on her big day?!

With my lovely oldest host sister, Morgane, and Etienne, a family friend of my host family.

Alix-the goof of the family! We have a lot of fun together.

Alix showing Auriane, my youngest host sister, some love, how cute.

And finally, my host parents, Axel and Elisabeth, up in the air, literally, as the guests lifted them both up in the air on chairs. French party tradition? Not sure, but it was cute!


I might also add, to prove my host family's awesomeness, I just spent the evening watching the Lion King, in french, with two of my host sisters, and none other than our very own 'Roi Lion,' Simba, one of my host cats. And yes, I did just call him that. Alix reenacted the bapism scene of Simba as it played on the screen, with Auriane and I singing along, in our respective languages, the words to Elton's beautiful tunes. It was quite a snuggle scene, I won't be forgetting it soon.

Hakuna Matata,
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