Seriously. It's Gabriel's teeth that prevented me from posting. With a baby that is not sleeping well, I just get home from work, eat, play with the baby, talk to Michelle, and sleep. Last night, Gabriel finally slept without waking up (or Michelle and I were just so tired that we didn't hear him), so tonight I am sufficiently awake to write. There is so much to look back to!
Three weeks ago, Gabriel participated in his first Palm Sunday celebration. For this occasion, he went to the cathedral of Montreal, where he joined the choir to sing at the mass for those members of the diocese that were traveling to the World Youth Day in Australia.
There were full-size, triple-size and way-too-big t-shirts for Gabriel, so he took a full-size, of course.
Finally, Gabriel proudly posed with the other choir members.
For easter, Gabriel did not sing. Instead, he went to join his godfather David...
... on a trip to New Orleans. Gabriel demonstrated his travel experience at Chicago O'Hare when he pushed the baggage cart all by himself.
He enjoyed the trip so much, that he had to find a new way of expressing himself: He started babbling.
Gabriel visited the French Quarter in New Orleans,...
... he saw nice manors in the city,...
... he enjoyed visiting a plantation, ...
... that was also impressive for us,...
... and he visited the aquarium, where he fortunately didn't manage to catch any fish.
So many new impressions get even the hardiest traveler tired!
Gabriel was not too sad when we had to leave, because he got to ride the bus again!
A few days after we returned, Gabriel celebrated his 8th month birthday with the usual state of the baby address. He was standing on my belly, and he tried to help me digest by jumping up and down on my stomach.
With this, I leave you for now. In my next post I will link to an online album with more pictures by David, Michelle and myself of New Orleans, and there will be two new videos of Gabriel: Gabriel vs. the water, and Gabriel vs. the bear!
















