Paris, France

We had so much fun in Paris. Here are two days smashed into one blog.

The Eiffel Tower!

Abby is such a ham. She spent a good hour hour singing “It’s a Hard Knock Life” because we made her wait until AFTER we had climbed the tower to get an ice cream. She has no idea how awesome these experiences are. She would be happy with Dora and candy. Crack me up.

Jeremy was kind enough to watch the kids while his parents and I climbed the Eiffel Tower. It’s wasn’t crazy hard, but we felt it the next day. The views were stunning. We were even able to spy on Jeremy from the first level. 

It was definitely much harder to climb from platform one to platform two. 

Especially when you do it in sandals and flip flops.

Palais de Chaillot

Arc de Triomphe

One of my favorite things was to stroll down the streets and take pictures of all the beautiful buildings and apartments. Abby was more than game to swing around the lamp posts and eat macaroons until she was stuffed.

Abby got a huge kick out of modeling at this building. She demanded we take picture after picture after picture.

Look at Abby pouting in the corner of this photo. I am not sure if this is before or after she threw a rock at me and got her first (and only) France spanking.

The Obelisk in Place de la Concorde. This is where they had the guillotine. Off with their heads!

Grandpa is not so good at helping the kids get dressed in the morning.

The Louvre was pretty stinking awesome. Right after we took these photos Jeremy found out he had a kidney stone. I quickly put him in a taxi and took the kids to find their grandparents, who were in the Louvre. I thought the Louvre staff could page them and I could get the keys and the extra cellphone and go home. The Louvre doesn’t do that, and so I had no phone, no keys, and way to get a hold of any of them. We guessed what hospital he might be in and meandered our way through the city to the closest one, which was still about an hours walk away. I would have taken the subway but they don’t have elevators and I couldn’t handle both kids and the stroller up and down the massive staircases throughout the city.  

These pictures are what we saw on the way to find him.

His hospital was right across from Notre-Dame. We found him on the first try. He still had about an hour to go before he could be released so we ran around the ambulance bay and tried to stay away from all the crazy and injured people. Now that Jeremy was properly drugged, we continued the day of adventure.

I thought it would be really funny to give Abby a hunchback at Notre-Dame. People were quickly amused/horrified/annoyed. I don’t apologize for being clever.

The backside of the church was almost as impressive as the front.

The stained glass at the Saint-Chapelle was amazing.

The kids and I stayed outside and climbed the fences while Jeremy ran in for a few quick pictures.

Notre-Dame from afar.

More wandering.

Abby and Ollie each got sufficiently wet at these fountains. It was near the end of the day so I didn’t care. 

                               

The Luxembourg Gardens