This is it, little travelers! Bags are packed, pug papers are in order, and a car is reserved to pick us and our overstuffed suitcases up when we arrive at Charles De Gaulle tomorrow morning. We’re moving to France! As you can imagine, it’s been an insane week–the kind of insanity that only moving can provide, with the extra special layer of waiting for a visa from an office full of very, very cranky crankpants. But, never fear, visas are (FINALLY) here. Still, it won’t officially feel real until we’re in our new-to-us little cottage in our new-to-us little village,…