We woke up at 8AM. Our day in Paris. I assured Dwana that we would try to find a bathroom every hour. I had heard that Paris, unlike the rest of Europe had recently upgraded their public toilet accessibility – but they have not upgraded enough – I found that out near the end of the day – 3:30PM. We arrived back at our place. Ezra was faking tiredness by lying in the streets of Paris. I tried to talk him out of it – to keep him going, but he was 4 years old and he was done. His 4-year-old mind had had enough of this city walking. We found a cool playground – well not really, but a fairy wood that would go on forever if we would have had forever to go on. Reminded me a little of the trails in the woods I had as a kid growing up in West Columbia. I remember my time spent in the woods, just playing. I need more of those memories. We saw so much on this circular walk out into a shorter circle. We saw the mini statue of the liberty on the small island. And who knows what else – the park Citreon. So many photos. And now we rest up for the Strong who ill go out again once the sun sets to see th Eiffel Tower at night and eat cotton candy and ride on the merry-go-round Carousel.
Viena. I love you. You are growing so tall. I watch you smile. I listen to you sing. You made my day. The sun is big shining down upon you. I enjoy the things that you color, paint, and draw. Thank you for all the nice work. Love Mom.
Dear Ezra. Thank you for giving Mom a kiss in the airport. I really enjoy listening to you talk about your Dragon School. You make me laugh and smile. I never have a hard time hearing you. Lets always dream and imagine fairies. I love you. Love Mom.
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