Now I finally know, sung in the arm, and kissed tenderly stroked his soft skin - my sweet nephew! I could not get enough of looking at his eyebrows and his questioning glance. No wonder that my sister like a minute away from him.
But could I beat out 15 minutes. He was asleep in my arms - we wanted to wake him but not ... ;-))
The trip to Paris was easy. Only our hotel, we have searched with a sure instinct in the ghetto. If you are familiar - Sarcelles is an experience. ;-) Charlotte asked timidly: Mom, are in Paris, all people with black skin? - Well, it seemed. ;-))
The way to my sister moved to ... Traffic jam, traffic jams and slow-moving traffic.
After 13 hours we were then finally here! And have been spoiled with my favorite food ... Yummie!
The time was short, too short. But the Eiffel Tower, we had to watch it yet.
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