Day 1 in Paris

We arrived in Paris at 5:40a.  We now live in France.  Pete is now 40.  Both are kind of surreal, especially the part about living in France.  As we were walking through Logan airport, it was hard to get over the fact and feeling like it was just another business trip, or just another vacation.  So we are sitting here at CDG airport, killing time until we can head to our new apartment.  Now that croissants have been eaten, a happy birthday song has been sung, and we still have an hour to go, AJ is on her ipad, pete is playing Boom beach on his phone, so it pretty much feels the same.

The last few weeks have been full of good-byes and "see you soon".  Some were fun, some were sad, but the best part was how many people made time to see us off over the last few weeks.  While the goodbye at the airport with my mom and sister was far less emotional than I expected, I think everyone was putting on their brave face.  About 5 minutes after walking into the airport, AJ burst into tears.  Its a bit heart-wrenching to hear the raw sobs of your kid, saying how much she REALLY DOES NOT want to move to Pairs.  And then again, about 2 hours into the flight, a sadder, softer cry.  However, now that we are here, she is scheming to eat and ice skate on the Eiffel tower, eager to visit her new school and hang up all her frozen stuff in our new apartment!

Pete after his "happy birthday" song and AJ with her first croissant (after 4 hours of sleep)

AJ finally zonked on the plane.  Stayed sound asleep for the first 30 minutes after the flight landed and was carried off the plane!  Luckily the plane was empty so we got to spread out!

          

These are pictures from our apartment when I visited there two weeks ago.  Cant wait to see it once it has all the remaining items, and we get settled in.