I'm starting to realize that I, indeed, am a Francophile. Is it because my name is French? Is it because my first boyfriend in kindergarten (apparently I'm a ho-ish Francophile?) was French?
I was lucky enough to attend two of my high school years in the Netherlands and, because of my wonderful experiences there, I've always had a particular love for all things Dutch. But, recently, I've started to notice there are a lot of things Francais in my life and in my world. I have a ridiculous amount of French pop music on my iPod. I use a startling amount of cosmetics and skin care products all originating from France. When organizing our DVD collection I noticed all of our foreign films are French. When procuring more Madeleine books for my oldest daughter (who, thankfully, loves that precocious Miz M as much as I do) I couldn't resist a few copies in, you guessed it, French. Is this something I should be concerned about?
Mais non! Amusez vous bien!
(thank you Esteban...je t'aime beaucoup!)