Old Friends, New Playground

Today we ventured out to a playground in a very posh neighborhood. All mothers were tall and blond and tried to speak English with their kids named Sophia or Maximilian. It was quite entertaining. We met up with Karl's old daycare buddy Marlene (short and blond) and after a little warm-up period they got along just like in the old days. That special ice cream treat from the Bogenhausen branch of Sarcletti (supposedly the best ice cream in town) certainly helped.



Marlene's brother Julius was allowed to play along, but Henri had to make his own friends. And he tried hard as you can see. Soon he'll know that stealing a digger is not the best way to make new friends.


(photo taken by Karl)