Babysitting in Paris

Thanks to Craigslist, I managed to get a decent babysitting job that I could do around my busy school schedule. I get to watch over a four year old boy that speaks absolutely no English. His parents want to to speak English around him hough, just to expose. Our communication is hysterical, but we still somehow manage. 

This is the lovely street of Paris where I work....

And this is the adorable Ulysse that I get to spend time with. He is quite the character. The other day, he put a towel on his head like a kind of cape and rolled a tube of rolled up paper as a sword pretending that he was Zorro.