France, Part 2

Here are a few more pictures from around the holiday park-

Funny, this was in the caravan:

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Enjoying our first crepe of the week: a crepe sucre! (Sugar crepe)

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This would be a pain chocolat- YUM. (French bread in the background!) Amazingly, I continued to lose weight in France. Ten pounds total so far!)

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Wow, this post seems to be all about food. We got ice cream one day after swimming.

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The good thing about the holiday park was that they had swings, a playground, a sand pit and an indoor swimming pool.

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Watching a DVD one night in the caravan. Bailey chose that outfit on her own.

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This is the view from the caravan site- the arched building is the swimming pool. It was nice that they had a kiddie section with a fence, so Addie could splash and run around in about a foot or so of water. They had these big fish that sprayed water out, quite forcefully, and when they would come on Addison would stand right in front of it while it pelted her in the face and chest. It alarmed me, but she thought it was hilarious. She also didn't want to be held in the big pool because "I do it! I do it!" This child has no fear.
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The rest of the posts will have pictures from the war cemeteries we visited. This area would be a really neat trip for older kids, however we must not have been thinking clearly taking three young kids to this area. Explaining WWII to them was difficult and seeing all the graves in the cemeteries confused them. I would love to go back one day with just Marc so we could take our time and tour the museums. It being Easter weekend, we had the cross on our minds and had been talking about it of course, so when Cerys saw all the white crosses at the American cemetery, it greatly confused her. I won't tell you what she said because it may seem disrespectful, but it did make me realize she was not old enough to understand!

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