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Posted on: July 24, 2012

I like the way she talks to her sister. It cracks me. This is a great recipe.

movita beaucoup

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lemon sorbet | movita beaucoup

Dear Haddy,

This evening, I am picking up our wee French nieces, Pumpkin and Turnip, at the airport. Adopamop will be there too. I’m very excited to see our brother, but I’ve NEVER MET TURNIP. And she’s two years old. So, I’m about as excited as any one person can be.

Now, I understand that you are coming to visit soon as well. Because you want to see The Frenchies as much as I do. And we will squeeze them hard and cover them with kisses. But here’s the thing: we aren’t allowed to swear around Pumpkin and Turnip. Also, I’ve been told that we aren’t supposed to talk our kind of French around them. Which is a total bummer, because I’m getting pretty fluent in our kind of French.

So, I made you a palate cleanser. Because… well, because you’ve got potty mouth. And when…

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