The Frau would like to celebrate a little Swiss smilestone. As of today, she has collected more Swiss smiles in the last month than in her last six years. Having a toddler in a pink gingham coat semi-attached to her index finger has its advantages, fellow yodelers.
Baby M toddled around the Baden train station instead of the park this morning (thanks, rain), terrorizing both the Coop display of children’s beach toys, a St. Bernard attached by its leash to the wall, and the instant photo booth.
A Swiss train station is a toddler’s dream rainy day playground.
And while The Frau didn’t fit in with her big fat American accent, Baby M certainly did, screaming a proper “nein!” whenever The Frau pulled her away from something inappropriate, which was oh, maybe every 30 seconds.
As much as The Frau’s back hurts from walking around with Baby M twice today, it’s kind of fun tooling around Baden collecting all of these Swiss smiles, even if she does go in odd directions like through banks with sliding doors, into drug stores to fondle the foot creams, and through Migros Take-aways on her way to well, absolutely nowhere.
The whole journey to nowhere is kind of exciting. Where will The Frau go next in Baden? Up steps that lead to a mysterious locked door? Into a bush where a cat is hiding? Around and around the kebab shop as if it’s a merry-go-round? Only time (and Baby M)
will tell. But no matter where The Frau and Baby M go, at least they'll get a smile.
If you've had a baby in Switzerland, do you get more smiles now?