Have you ever wandered around Paris (any large storied city) with a baby? My good writing friend and colleague Lucas Peters does it all the time with his eleven-month-old baby Zephyr (Zef, for short)! Here is a fun narration of his recent trip to the Musée de l’Orangerie in Paris. In his non-baby time, Lucas writes travel books (he has a new guide out to Morocco), and he also teaches English to lawyers at the Sorbonne.
I’ll the get the drama out of the way: there was no real anxiety in taking Zef to the Musée de l’Orangerie in Paris’s Tuleries Gardens. Sure, I imagined him projectile-vomiting on a multi-million dollar, one-of-a-kind work of art. And the thought did cross my mind that if I passed a little too closely to a nude statue, maybe his little baby-grip would fasten onto the penis and rip it off. But what are the odds of these things actually happening? Luckily, pretty slim. This is probably why I felt confident taking Zef to the museum. On arrival, I saw that were a couple of other babies with their moms doing the same thing we were so I felt like we were in good company.
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