Emily and I have been friends for nearly 6 years. We met at a mom/baby group back in Tucson when our babies were infants. I was the “seasoned” parent in the group, having already had one child. Although, in reality, I (still) had no idea what I was doing. Who knows what kind of advice I gave them! I was worse off in a sense, having a baby that never napped and a toddler that slept, however woke up rearing to go. The group met weekly (and sometimes twice/week to share advice or just support one another). I know that this group of women helped shape the mother I am today and because of that, I truly hold these friendships so dear to me.
As life goes, many of us moved away and are now living far away from Tucson. Since we don’t see each other often, it was a great shock to me when Emily and her family planned a trip to France because it meant that I would have the chance to see them again.
Our meet-up went a bit like this:
We packed for our flight, just Annie and I.
But then I made a ticketing error, so we thought we couldn’t go after all. Then, my knight in shining armour drove the whole family to Paris that evening. We got in pretty late, but we had a quick nightcap with Emily’s family and headed to bed. (not before jumping on it first)We woke up and watched some french “Alvin and the Chipmunks”.We had crepes for breakfast with both families thanks to Geoff.Then, we headed out for the subway. (hand in hand)Cartwheels on the grass.On our way to the boat to get a tour of the city.Wheelbarrow anyone?Looking for a good place to eat lunch. We were meeeeeelting.Back to the subway. I think we were all half-asleep at that point.
Chit-chat on the subway.Dancing in the tunnels, because why not?
A quick snuggle.Aaaaaand a back-bend.Little sweetie, keeping tabs on my lens cap. The faces of Gracie. LOLAnd ice cream helps with the hot.After nap. No air conditioning meant that Annabelle slept with wet towels all over her body. Hard to imagine right now as I’m freezing now at the end of November.The lobby.These girls.
Always dancing in the streets.And then Emily with her little darling in the streets of Paris at dusk.Gimmee dat flashlight!Two legs in the upper window. I’d like to think it’s a steamy romance in Paris. Someone had some hot cocoa. City of romance, ya’ all. A family pic thanks to Emily. 🙂The end.
Go check out Emily’s perspective of Paris if you want to see the other view and get lost in her stories.
P.S. For approximately 2 excruciatingly long weeks I thought I had lost all of my data from the past 18 months. That means, everything I’ve photographed since we moved to Germany. 600 Euros later, I am so incredibly thankful to find that all the images were recoverable. It has made me realise that I need to be better about sharing my images sooner and with all the people in them much earlier. It would have been so devastating to never have shared these with our dear friends from Tucson, Arizona. Thanks Emily and family for a brilliant weekend in Paris. I’ll never forget it. XO