We had a fabulous two-weeks, with many "terrible two" melt-downs - the kind of meltdown where your child goes stiff as a board and the wails are at a fever pitch. My all-time favorite was during the security check at the airport. A classic bon voyage, a parting of ways to Paris. The French hated us. We laughed. We ate. We drank. We walked the city. We love Paris. While I was away I did use my iphone to participate in the August Break project on Flickr. These are the shots taken (minus the 'bound for Paris' family portrait outside our apt - see luggage in the background).