At two months, FDR still sleeps a lot. So we could get away with a 9pm cocktail in the beautiful atrium at the Westin because he was fast asleep in his stroller. He also didn't mind the 10pm boat cruise followed by the walk back to the hotel (zzzzzzzzzz). As long as we fed him and let him sleep in his stroller, he was fine.
He did not, however care for the hotel crib. If you have a Sleep Sheep or similar white noise device, bring it with you.
My French is very basic - I took it through high school and some college and have been refreshing myself with a great podcast called Coffee Break French. It turns out that if you start out an interaction at a restaurant or wherever with a cheery "Bonjour" and attempt French, most people (even Parisians) will be enormously helpful and will probably switch to English.
The kids/baby section at Le Bon Marche is bananas. If you need a €1200 Dior dress for your two year old daughter though, it's the place for you.
All in all, this was a perfect gentle introduction to traveling with bébé. I love Paris and hope to come back when he's older.
Bon voyage!
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