It feels SO good to be home. I can't remember Carter ever being so handsome.
I still have tons more pictures of the trip to go through, so you might be seeing the same outfits in upcoming days. With jetlag on my first day home, this was as much as I could get posted today.
I loved these shoes. Until I had to walk in them ... they had no cushioning.
Walking by the river, Matt got me two roses. The boy who was selling them told us to pay, As you wish - which, of course, made us want to give him even more euros.
Matt took this.
On the bridge, you can buy a lock to secure your love for someone. Then you throw the key into the river. My shoes were hurting too badly to be able to walk over to the stand where they were selling the locks. I'm pretty sure my love for Matt will stay secure anyway.
One thing I learned from this trip - once the sun starts going down, forget getting a pretty picture. All our photography skills are blurred, out of focus, and we just resort to the automatic flash. Blah flash!
Pouring down rain. And yet, there we posed.
My favorite part of every day. The coffee was to die for. My order was always a Cafe Creme.
Outside the Louvre.
The crowd taking pictures of the Mona Lisa. See the giant hand in my shot? I was about to be told by the hand's owner that I wasn't allowed to take pictures of the people. Whatev.
The Mona Lisa is behind me. I'm waiting for that hand to try whacking me in the face.
The kitchen of our apartment.
I didn't see many kids in Paris, but when I did, we all know whose little face was in my head while I swooned.
More pictures coming your way soon, plus the most unreal, beautiful wedding I've ever seen! But for now, sleep & I have to catch up.
we dropped a little while i was gone.
ok. a lot.