When Mummy woke up she was full of spots … this was clearly not a good sign.

She told me that she might have to stay at the hospital, and that she would try to be brave like I had been last week.

I cannot go with Mummy, because someone has to stay to look after Granny. So I voluntereed.

I HOPE GRANNY HAS SOME PICTURES. Please say YES.

We do not know yet if it’s Chicken Pox or a simple flue.
Granny came to help Mummy & me get better. Thank you Granny.

• Week 17 : My first Hospital stay and c°
• Week 17 : My first and LAST shoot of morphine (this is not funny)

Mummy went back to work today, and found this in front of the elevators.
Thank you to Tribal DDB, and welcome to little Jonah !

Very slow sunday after a very emotional week.
Mummy & Me are sleeping.
Daddy is working.

Granny, Mummy & Me went home in taxi.
But when we arrived we realized that the NURSE had forgotten to take off my perfusion.
and Mummy had a nervous breakdown.

We all are so excited cuz I’m leaving Trousseau Hospital today (and the witchy nurses).
Mummy & Granny selected very confortable clothes for my journey back home.

Mummy and I watch television (YES ! I’ve been allowd been I’m VERY SICK).
And guess what for the first tima today I actually saw Sesame Street TV.

Dédé came to stay with me at the hospital.
To make me laugh Dédé tried to make a James impersonation.

I love my Pépé, and Pépé loves me.
More about this magical moment at Libelul.

Drug Addict to Morphine & in Jail at 3 months !

• Week 16 : My first real illness & fever
• Week 16 : My first Doliprane
• Week 16 : My FIRST & LAST Chicken Pox
• Week 16 : My first historical moment – Obama inauguration
• Week 16 : Meeting again Tata Jenny & Grand Mère Mouty

I got a late Christmas present.
Tata Jenny brought it from Bretagne JUST FOR ME.

My first Ferrari Car !