Damn great to be back home again. Got the boys a Snoopy Snow Cone Maker. Which of course was a hit. Well, who doesn't love snow cones?
We tried a couple of flavors, Karl grinding the ice, dripping the fruit juice on the icy mountains of snow crystals.
Henri agreed. He was rather particular about the cleanliness of the table though, with his big brother and his dad spreading snowflakes around like it was a Noreaster in January.
Afternoon it was a visit to the house Henri got a kick out of the wheelbarrow. Karl was quite industrious. Rewarding himself with a quick read in the hallway after some hard child labor in the service of creating some real estate assets for the family.
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