Petite Mari

Hi everybody! It’s me! Mari! I bet you’ve seen my pictures on my Mommy’s Facebook, but now she’s letting me write in her blog before class! How cool is that? 

Well, Mommy and me have already had a good morning! We stopped by a little patisserie (my Mommy is teaching me all kinds of cool French words!) for breakfast, and we got three huge pain au chocolat for really cheap for breakfast. They were yummy! Since Mommy left REALLY early, she decided we could hang out and blog for a while! So let me tell you about ME!

I’m a baby windrider right now. One day, when I grow up big and strong, I’ll be a big windrider, carrying around blood elves, and orcs, and trolls and anyone else who fights for the horde! Mommy says to do that one day I’m gonna grow up big and strong, and I’ll be too big to go everywhere with Mommy, like I do now. But Mommy also said that if I wanted, I didn’t have to join the fight of alliance vs. horde, and I can stay here and take mommy wherever she wants to go! I might do that instead, because I love my Mommy. She cuddles with me every night, carries me with her on all sorts of cool trips here in Strasbourg, and even treats me sometimes (Gelato, Pain au Chocolat, and some nummy food we had in Germany that I forget what it’s called).

I love living in Strasbourg with Mommy! I didn’t get to know Fort Wayne that well, as when Daddy got me, he said I had to hide out because I was a going away present for Mommy, but I also had to keep Mommy safe! Daddy said Mommy had a lot of flying to do, and I had to protect her! And don’t you think I did a good job keeping Mommy safe?

Well, Mommy wants the computer now, so I guess I have to talk to you guys later. Au revoir! (That means goodbye in French!)

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Ok Mari, enough of being a ham. I swear that little squirt is worse than me. But, she’s a lovable little squirt. ;)

Here’s the real story with Petite (little) Mari. She was a going away gift, like Mari “wrote” from Brandon. The kind of joke was that she was supposed to protect me on my flight over here. So, once I got here, I looked at the little cub and thought, “Ya know, this little shit’s story isn’t over yet. Sure I got here safe, but what now? I have the next 10 months here, and getting me here was just the start.” So Le Voyage de Petite Mari en Alsace Francaise was born.

I spoofed the title of the book by Hansi that has my name on it for Mari. Sure there’s my trip here in Strasbourg, but there’s Mari’s trip too! And in all honesty, the only time the little thing isn’t in my backpack hanging out with me is when I’m in class, and it seems I spend more time out and about than I do in class, so she spends most of her time with me. It’s fun, using her to help document my time here but it’s almost nice to have her because it feels like a bit of home is with me. And by home I mean Brandon. When I was in Germany, I didn’t care how dumb I looked to anyone there; Petite Mari was sitting right across from me on the table while I ate my lunch. It almost felt like Brandon was with me while I was just sitting under an umbrella, enjoying my meal as best I could in rainy, chilly weather.

Oh yeah, Mari complained big time that day because almost any time I wanted to take a picture of her by herself, she had to sit somewhere that made her butt wet. Haha! ;) Sad but true…but that’s what I get for going out on a rainy weekend.

Anyhow, as class is about to start, I had better get going. I’ll talk to you all later!

<3Eri