Here are a few photos from our most recent visit to Paris. On the left is a Vache that probably had a Tati coat. No, It's a cow that is luring young children to come sit on it's peeling paint and I thought a certain someone in the family might be motivated to send me photos of idyllic Northern California this season, perhaps a shady knoll beneath a tree in a meadow full of tall grass with deer romping through, if she were to see this photo of a merry-go-round in the city. The Tati picture is where Caleb would shop if he had it to do over again. Not really. He is the one that stood guffawing on the street when we saw Tati Marriage. He felt taken by the Tati clothes he bought for Christmas that are now all in tatters (go figure) and couldn't help but photograph the Tati Marriage display, granted my wedding dress was from jcpenney and less than one hundred dollars. It only has to last one day. Maybe there is a place in the world for Tati Marriage, not so sure about Tati cows though. It has even lost a leg. Do you think any kid really does choose this animal over the others? Sofie sat on a perfectly lovely though also imperfect and likely leady rabbit. I think Anja chose the classic horse. What are you gonna do?
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I'm not sure I understand the Tati marriage thing. AM i missing something?
Anyway, guffaw3ing in the streets of Paris sounds like fun, especially if combined with sailing boats and eating frisee aux laurdon salad in a bistro.
just that TATI sounds like TATTERED and Caleb couldn't believe how Tattered his TATI clothes bought in December are now, and he thought a TATI wedding would really be something after his TATTERED TATI experience. I guess you had to be there.
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