I had some pictures printed at Costco earlier this week, and even though I (almost) always check the photos right there at the store, I was distracted during this trip and didn't.
I got the pictures home and opened up the big envelope first. New 8x10 pictures of the girls to hang on the wall. I swapped out the photos and put in the new, and then reached for the next envelope. A handful of 5x7s to give to the grandmas.
And then the last envelope. It was thick with dozens of 4x6 pictures. I did a quick mental calculation and realized that the envelope should only have four pictures. Unless Costco decided to print those 4 pictures many, many times then something was amiss.
Opening up the envelope I noticed two unfamiliar faces peering back at me. Behind them? The Eiffel Tower.
My surprised laughter caught Sydney's attention, and she wondered what was so funny about the photo envelope from Costco. Also, she was doing math and pretty much everything distracts her from turning decimals into fractions.
So the math lesson was put on hold while we took a photo journey through Paris.
Bon jour! Here were our tour guides eating macarons.
Over here the beautiful sculptures in the Louvre.
Then we saw its beautiful exterior. That pyramid? Designed by I. M. Pei. ("What a funny name," Sydney said before I told her that it was an abbreviation.)
We travelled by boat down the Seine and saw Notre Dame. We walked inside and saw sunlight streaming through its beautiful stained glass windows. We took a ride on the metro, and then drove down the Champs Elysees and saw the Arc de Triomphe. Magnifique.
And then finally...the Eiffel Tower. The Eiffel Tower at night all lit up. The Eiffel Tower during the day. Pictures with views of the Parisian skyline. And then, of course, and to our giggles, our tour guides kissing at the top of the tower. "Daddy and I have a picture of us at the top," I told Sydney. More giggles.
I let Sydney go through all the pictures again while I called Costco. I knew they couldn't expect me to bring the pictures back, but I wanted them to know regardless. "Just throw them away," said the photo lady. "The error has probably already been corrected."
I told Sydney we could toss them. "Can I keep some?" she asked. She kept the Eiffel Tower and Notre Dame. We bid our unwitting tour guides goodbye and tossed them out with a happy adieu.
Even though I've visited Paris three times and have taken pictures of all the sights we had just seen, there was a certain je ne sais quoi about having an afternoon math lesson interrupted with the sights of Paris.
Merci, Costco. Yes, we'll always have inexpensive hot dogs and paper towels in bulk, but we'll always have Paris too.