Spotted!
Sacha's friend Fabrice looked at the balls on our dining room table, he passed a strange look at me, and then he leaned in close to Sacha, and whispered, "C'est normal que ta mère ait des boules de canon sur la table? - Is it normal that your Mother has cannon balls on the table?" Sacha tossed back an easy answer, "Yeah." Fabrice gave the balls a double take, "Mais pourquoi? A quoi ça sert? - Why, what is the purpose?" Sacha shrugged, "Nothing, you know my mom."
Oh, that is a sweet story. I took 2 years of French in college...must say the comments on this one are as interesting as the post! ;)
Posted by: Sarah Scott | 26 April 2006 at 07:05 PM
I love the idea of cannon balls on the table...Not to mention brushing up on my French when I read the story!
Posted by: Christina | 19 April 2006 at 11:48 PM
I thought everyone kept cannon balls on their tables...they come in handy when the children have bad table manners... no, no...I didn't say that, did I? Great photo and a wonderfully unusual interpretation of the topic:>
Posted by: carla | 18 April 2006 at 01:21 AM
funny writing and nice pic!
cannon balls, hum...
Posted by: aynaku | 17 April 2006 at 10:31 AM
And here I thought they were perfectly round potatoes. Thank goodness I stopped to read the text!
Nice pic and story.
Posted by: Lori Witzel | 16 April 2006 at 10:29 PM
very decorative - I hope, you have a large table?! thanks for the story
Posted by: georg | 16 April 2006 at 02:21 PM
They don't have to make sense to anyone but yourself!
Happy Easter!
Posted by: Sweet pea | 15 April 2006 at 06:50 PM
Ha! Great post. Love the story.
love
Posted by: The Unknown | 14 April 2006 at 10:22 PM
Wonderful photo; as all your photos are. Funny story!!
They are geodes aren't they?
Posted by: AscenderRisesAbove | 14 April 2006 at 06:37 PM
LOL! My mom has picked up many interesting items over the years too. Some of them have significant meanings that no one but her can understand and appreciate.
Posted by: D | 01 February 2006 at 04:04 PM
pig pin
who you ? and how you knew
my balls not all in one place.
Posted by: orama | 01 February 2006 at 01:15 AM
I love women with balls! C'est formidable! Mais oui (hee hee)!!
Posted by: Franca Bollo | 01 February 2006 at 12:03 AM
French Brother,
Boche', bocci, croquet, wiffle or fribee. No Balls in the house!
Pig Pen
Posted by: pig pen | 31 January 2006 at 11:56 PM
Orama and Pigpen,
we should meet and play baseball, or basketball, or maybe just ping pong since the balls remain on the table!
Posted by: French Husband | 31 January 2006 at 11:18 PM
Orama, At least all her balls are in one place!
Posted by: pig pen | 31 January 2006 at 11:09 PM
funny! my children have lived with my eccentricities for years. meat safes hanging from the ceiling - an old wood stove in the lounge room for a side table..... but I keep life interesting, you know?
Posted by: ms*robyn | 31 January 2006 at 10:15 PM
*reading the husband's comment*
...phhhrrrrrmmmmbwaaahahaha!
I thought they were antique boule, uh, balls. So these are really heavyweight, then?
Tongue in Cheek responds: They are made out of cement. Heavy they are!
Posted by: mademoiselle a. | 31 January 2006 at 08:37 PM
HA!
Posted by: la vie en rose | 31 January 2006 at 06:29 PM
Orama!!! Darling! What will my wife say!
Tongue and Cheek says: Hey! This is a NICE LITTLE BABY BLOG!! Stop it, Darlings! LOL oh my!
Posted by: French Husband | 31 January 2006 at 06:13 PM
I have been waiting for you to show your balls, darling.
Posted by: orama | 31 January 2006 at 06:01 PM
I can only say this...the way you wrote that in French sounds "bizarre"... It is like you are saying, Your Mother's balls are on the table! I am glad they aren't mine!!!
Tongue in Cheek Responds: Gee! I didn't think of it like that! Of course your _ _ _ _ _ on the table would look sexier then these cannon balls!
Posted by: French Husband | 31 January 2006 at 05:39 PM
Your Sacha would not want you any other way...but your version of normal.
*smile*
Posted by: Dawn | 31 January 2006 at 02:16 PM