There are likely not very many times that a girl gets the chance to fly off to Paris in a private jet for 48 hours...
Does it change things a bit when she is accompanied by her 23 month old son? Sorta, kinda, but in a good way. Although I was slightly nervous about taking off on this family adventure with Markus (as was the rest of the family!) he ended up being, for the most part, an angel. Apart from some slight misbehaving, which any boy his age would partake in, he did an extremely good job. We hung out a little bit in our hotel room, but it was pretty much good times all around. Here are some photos:
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markus is the new elvis!!!
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