What do you do with a nearly six month old when her daddy has to travel to Berlin for two weeks with no notice? Why, you hop on a train and run like mad for your dear friends in Paris. Oui, oui! So that's exactly what we're doing.
Eleanor and I are spending three days next week with Ingrid and Gabriella (a cutie also born in December at the Geburtshaus.) I foresee lovely walks in the park, munching on crusty baguettes, and consuming cup after cup of dark French roast. Perfect, non? Now I just have to figure out how keep the girl entertained during our four-hour train ride...
