Actual conversation in the metro today as I refilled my Pass Navigo (transportation card):
A man walked up behind me and I turned my head casually to acknowledge his presence. To my right, a young girl zoomed up and stood against the wall, watching me refill my card without any discretion whatsoever. She was maybe 5, and absolutely adorable. She was mixed, and had that awesome hair that some mixed kids get - incredibly curly and wild, with tinges of blond thrown into the brown chaos on her head. She wore oversized glasses and was eating an ice cream cone that was, I swear, as big as her face.
She looked at me and smiled, happily eating her ice cream cone, and then we had the following conversation:
Girl: Why did you look at my dad that way? (I should point out here that she used the informal "tu" - which, alongside her enormous smile and obvious pride in her ice cream, made me immediately want to put her in my pocket and take her home with me)
Me: Oh, you know, I was just turning my head to see was behind me. I didn't know he was your papa.
Girl: What's the matter, though? Isn't my papa handsome?
Dad giggles in the background
Me: Oh, he's very handsome.
Girl: (nods approvingly towards her dad and smiles at me) So you could look at him longer than that if you want.
Me: (turning to talk to the dad) She's funny.
Dad: She's a little talkative...
I finished my business and wished them a good day, but I swear I wanted to hang around with them for another couple minutes. I smiled the whole way to work.
Trop mignon!