I strut down the streets of Paris, listening to the echo of my heeled boots — alone.  With my wallet newly stuffed from the ATM, and a bag of breakfast goodies in my hand, my head is in the morning clouds, living an alternate life — no longer a Mom, but as a mysterious woman. [...]

Our heads buzzed from sugar and caffeine, our lungs longed for fresh air, and our legs were ready to run. After spending the last few hours restrained and under our best behavior while touring the Louvre, we  were eager to spend the last few hours of our third day exploring Parisian parks. Since  our hop-on/off [...]

The kids named him the “Bubble Man.” He was in the square next to the Louvre Metro stop, making ginormous bubbles, to the delight of children, tourists, and roller-bladers. He didn’t like it when a small crowd of kids popped his soapy art. But his head shakes and mumbled “tsks” didn’t stop them from trying. [...]

It was still our third day in Paris. My mood had traveled from elation after seeing Monet’s Waterlilies alone, to despair once I returned home and heard about the knock on the apartment door. After getting the kids outside to play in the rain, Aaron and I came up with a plan: exhaust the kids. [...]

It was 2 o’clock in the morning, and the kids were eating yogurt in the kitchen. Don’t you just love jet lag? They promised to get back in bed, only if they slept with us: Ethan and Chase followed Aaron to one bedroom, while Ada snuggled into bed with me. Within minutes, the sweet sound [...]

My six year old was thrilled when this sparrow took food from her hand, that is, until a hundred more of his closest friends arrived. (But for that picture, you’ll have to wait till next week….) Check out more Friday Photos at Delicious Baby.

There are several options on how to get from the airport into Paris: metro, taxi, shuttle service, and private car. We chose the last option even though it’s the most expensive, because it’s also the easiest.  We avoided  learning how to use the metro with jet lag, luggage and children;  we avoided finding a five [...]

After a morning of quietly wandering through Notre Dame and Saint Chappelle, we rewarded the kids with their first  crepe. Made by a robust and jolly woman, their steaming crepes oozed with hot Nutella. It was a moment they’ll always remember.

After a day of packing, cleaning, and watching the San Francisco Giants beat the Phillies in the playoff game, we loaded the car with luggage and kids, and took off for the Hyatt Airport Hotel. Staying for one night at the hotel equaled ten days of free parking and a free shuttle to and from [...]

Me: Look Kids! It’s the Eiffel Tower! Kids: Uh huh…. Look Mom — Pigeons! Check out more travel photos at Delicious Baby