This morning, I read a new book to Noah. The protagonist, a certain "Petit Poilu," had some moon shaped pastries and some prickly round red fruit for breakfast. I asked Noah what the pastry was and he did not know. I then asked him what the little fruit were and he immediately responded lychee. I suppose I should not be surprised, given that we live in Singapore, but how strange it feels that he would recognize lychees and not croissants!
J'adore cette histoire. Oh yes it is strange ;) for us.
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