Today my mother joins us in Paris! Hooray! My brother is making dinner (I think he finally decided against the frogs legs) and then we might go out to Montmartre to hear a friend of my father's play some jazz. I haven't really gotten to spend any time in Paris with my mother, and it will be fun to do all sorts of mildly girly things together, and because she's the only other person in the family who knows any French, it will be fun to speak French to her as well so we don't seem so much like loud and obnoxious Americans (this is my secret fear - that everyone can look at us and tell right away that we're foreigners).
Hurry up, Mommy! I can't wait!