In which there isn't much to say

I confess that there are a few missing posts here, posts about days where we did things of significance, activities where there is backstory and history and other interesting stuff to talk about. But there have also been days where it seems that short of an extremely detailed (and deadly dull) explanation of our activities (and then I swung my left leg forward and put my foot down, and then I picked up my right foot and swung it forward and put it down, etc) the activities of the day hardly deserve an entire blog post. But then I feel guilty about not writing a blog post, not to mention guilty about the fact that I'm almost a week behind. And so (said the Cat in the Hat, so, so, so), what follows is a summary of the highlights of the last week or so.

Saturday, June 15

We are in Paris, yet again, because of the philosophy of mathematics. Now, this is not the reason that everyone goes to Paris. This is not even the reason that most people go to Paris. In fact, I dare say that the people who go to Paris each year because of the philosophy of mathematics could probably fit quite comfortably on a Metro train. Nevertheless, this is why we are here, and so on Saturday we met up with a gaggle of other philosophers of mathematics and their families for a picnic at Parc Buttes-Chaumont and, well, it was very nice, but there isn't really anything very exciting to post about it. There was food, and a hill that the kids rolled down, and a baby who entertained my kids.

Sunday, June 16

This day gets its own post.

Monday, June 17

Would you believe that we

• walked to the Monoprix for food (and toilet paper)
• ate lunch in the gardens of the Hôtel de Cluny
• walked to an Orange to pay for two more weeks of mobile internet
• spent 20 minutes walking through the Église Saint-Séverin
• and then went home

all in the course of about 2 hours? Other than that, there was a lot of video gaming. Oh, and sweeping of floors and washing of dishes and folding of laundry. 

Tuesday, June 18

Ah yes, this was the day that we went swimsuit shopping (and shoe shopping for the younger two) at the Decathlon. I shan't bore you with the details. I will observe that I realized, as Sapphire tried on approximately 1.7 billion suits, that I will be dealing with having an adolescent daughter for the next 12 years straight. I am not at all sure that I am ready for this. We did, however, end up with four swimsuits, one for each person, and three pairs of shoes, two for Cherry and one for Ezio.

Wednesday, June 19

Another day that gets its own post. . ..