Gay Paris

I’ve told Michaela for years that when she turns 13, she and I are going to take a girls’ trip to Paris, just the two of us. This week, she and I were at dinner (Mike was working) and we had this conversation, completely out of the blue:

Michaela: Mom?

Me: Yes?

Michaela: Are we going to go to Paris?

Me: Yes. When you’re 13, we’ll take a trip there together.

Michaela: But mom? Why wait until I’m 13? I’ve already been on a plane, and I’ve already been to Europe… Can we go sooner?

Me: You’ll have to ask Daddy about that.

She’s a clever girl, my daughter. And I love traveling, and loved Paris, so she’ll not get any arguments out of me about going sooner!