Sarah Mitchell

I still remember the panic of navigating Charles de Gaulle Airport alone with a newborn and a 3-year-old who had decided that the travelator was the most terrifying invention in human history.

That trip — my first post-baby Paris visit — was a disaster by any conventional measure. But it taught me everything I know about travelling with very small people: always have a backup snack, always check if the museum lift is actually working, and always, always book the baby-friendly café table in advance.

Since then, I’ve done 14 Paris trips with my two kids. I’ve personally rolled a stroller through every arrondissement, tested the changing tables in the Louvre, Musée d’Orsay and Pompidou, and argued with a Luxembourgois park attendant about stroller parking.

Everything I write for Tiny Traveler Tips is field-tested on my own children — who are, I should note, excellent but ruthless critics.