You and your kids get a ride from a friend and your daughter asks, "Mommy, are we in a car?" and your son fiddles with the car seat like it's the weirdest contraption he's ever seen.
On the way back home last night Claire says, "Look, Mommy, I see a star!" Paris isn't as bright as some cities, but it's still a big city so we don't see a lot of stars.
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