“ARE YOU SO EXCITED FOR PARIS!?!?” I ask James, knowing his enthusiasm won’t mirror mine. He responds in pure James-fashion, that tone that says I could never possibly care about anything as much as you do but I’ll play along because I love you enough, ”PUMPED!”
When asked the same question, his sister really does sound just like me. We sound like children, going on and on about where we’ll eat, what types of shoes we’ll wear, how many dresses we’ll bring.
In the spring of 2011, James’ sister and brother-in-law went to Paris, and a few weeks later, I went with my mom. Ever since, Sarah and I haven’t let The City of Light out of our minds. So while the boys watched the Superbowl last February, she and I booked a trip for four. We toasted and it seemed so far away.
Now, it’s not. Now it’s only a month away. A month from today, to be exact. Aside from my regular wardrobe, I needed these things for the trip:
To read about my last trip to Paris, visit here.