Thanksgiving Day in Paris

Dante spent the second Thanksgiving of his precious short life once again in Paris. Click Here to see the photo album. Because of the strike we really got to see Paris by foot - walking for two to three hours at a time - pushing munchie in his stroller as he enjoyed his comfy view of Paris. He even learned how to say Ca va and kept repeating it when we said it. Makes sense because he definitely knows bye bye in English, so why not pick up a French version of hello/I'm well/Good bye. This picture was taken on the Carousel at the base of the Eiffel Tower.


I had to put this photo up because the set up was meticulously crafted by Rahav. It was rush hour and the strike was in full swing around us, yet we still had the quiet calm to stop and take lots of pretty photos of Paris by night. I love the blur and the warm gold color of the pyramid. A great photo like this is why Rahav is an amazing photographer. He had a random try and re-create the photo with the three of us and failed miserably.




Here's a photo of the three of us in front of the fountain at the Luxemborg Gardens. I was hoping the boats would be available to rent - I have images in my head of Dante pushing the sailboats on the fountain. Tant pis because the park was closing when we got there. L'annee prochaine!