Someday there may again be time to post about things other than grandchildren.
But that will be a sad day for me.
Feintsje had a wonderful time talking to his Pake this afternoon.
For the past two weeks Pake has gotten out of work at 2:00 pm. I absolutely LOVE this at 2:00 pm. Not so much at 4:00 am or when he goes to bed early in the evening.
Feintsje on his tummy means only one thing, he is going to flip over onto his back and then wonder why the scenery has changed so dramatically.
And now he is thrilled that he can find his thumb EVERY time he wants it.