at one point in my life, i did look like obelix down to the pigtails…
i wore more clothing, abstained from wild boar, But IQwise it was a tie, and we always laughed at jokes in hindsight ; we both were unafraid to label nutcases (these romans are crazy tap, tap , tap).
the thing is that i read the entire asterix series in french — where nothing was lost in translation.
this week, when the holidays are bobbing up, i decided to read em aloud in english and let them know about their oncle obelix.
while i cocked my ear fully expecting the rofls from firstborn, mais au contraire, it is baby param who actually held his sides and laughed when the water came out of the pool when obelix dived.
we are two books down already. baby param may soon be christened paramchortleix