With My Girl in Paris

It’s a rare treat to spend 2 days alone with my little girl, let alone 2 days with a world capital to explore! I remember all that delicious time spent one-on-one with Zoel before Leeloo was born, and even when she was still a baby. But the second child (and I imagine even more the 3rd, 4th, etc…) comes into a much busier world,  filled with school, playdates, lessons and other activities, all of which leaves us less time to focus on who that particular child is (or is becoming), what fires her up, and what she thinks about all that surrounds her. For that reason, I loved having these couple of days alone with my seven-year old, as Stefan and Zoel worked on a project elsewhere in Paris. Her constantly-moving, gleeful self is always a joy to be around, and her sharp sense of humor kept me laughing so that I almost didn’t notice my frozen toes. But beyond the fun we had, I think I understand her just a wee bit more than I did last week. In a few years, it probably won’t feel that way at all, but for right now, mom and daughter are sharing a lovely time, together.