Le petit is sick, I'm sick, and the weather is miserable, so we're all home watching Planet Earth on blu-ray today.
The camera flies over the Rockies. "C'est le pays de maman!" my husband tells Le Petit. That's Mommy's country.
Le Petit turns to me and marvels, "Ton pays est très pointu." Your country is very pointy. My husband and I both chuckle.
"Beaucoup plus pointu que l'Alsace!" Le Petit continues. A lot pointier than Alsace (currently his only reference point for mountains).
A little bit later, he runs off to his room to build a waterfall flowing out of his bed with his blanket, and a river across the floor with his pillows. The teddy bears are fishing for salmon, he explains. He carefully places a couple of stuffed animal ducks on the river.
I have to admit, it looks just like chez moi.