I especially am in love with daddies and their babies. Look at this precious interaction between papa et enfant, just got to the boulang?
French babies can even make Hellion Pigeons seem almost charming (which is saying something, because pigeons are Satan's birds that's why they try and annoy and gross you out right before you go into churches, they're trying to keep you away)
Just imagine this little girl humming a little nonsense song as she skipped down the street with her glace.
Beautiful people live in Paris . I don't know if you know that, but c'est vrai. And no people are more beautiful or engaging than French babies. I've started taking pictures of the gen I can't get enough of when I'm out and about the ville during the day. Mostly they're from the back, but I take what I can get. I just want to capture and keep the essence of chaque personne. The way they dress and walk and how intriguing they are and the fact that French was their first language. Everytime I hear a baby voice in French I think, geez this kid speaks better French than I do and that's his language. It's the same when I talk to the cat our host family is watching, he only knows French people-making-fools-of-themselves-for-animals speak. So I try to follow suite.
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