Here's the duck pond we walk by most days on our way to the market and playground.
The ducks were hoping we came bearing gifts, but there is a sign by the pond that (I think) says please don't feed the ducks, so we didn't.
On the island in the middle of the pond, you can see a cute little duck house. The building in the background is a restaurant which was built in 1802. It has a patio/deck overlooking the pond. On Sunday when we walked by, the patio was packed with families enjoying their meals al fresco.
Grace is posing after having her hair done by Katie. Katie's idea of making one's hair look beautiful involves wetting the hair copiously and combing it off the forehead. Hair on one's forehead is a major no-no, according to Katie. She tried to "do" my hair too, and then concluded my hair was too much to make beautiful. Oh well!
Katie, very happy because her hair is slicked back. 
Sam napping in the sunshine.
Dave packing to leave for Paderborn. He got there around 6:30 tonight and called on the computer, so we got to see him in his hotel room. 
One of my favorite things about our apartment is the way the windows work. With the handle down, the window is closed and locked.
With the handle to the side, the window opens full to the side. (And its mate will open too.)
With the handle up, the window opens tipping out. The transom windows on top work the same way. And the windowsill is more like a windowseat, so you can step up on it to reach the top window. No screens on any of the windows, and nothing to prevent curious kids from falling out the window (or frustrated parents from jumping), but even so, they are great windows.
On the island in the middle of the pond, you can see a cute little duck house. The building in the background is a restaurant which was built in 1802. It has a patio/deck overlooking the pond. On Sunday when we walked by, the patio was packed with families enjoying their meals al fresco.
Grace is posing after having her hair done by Katie. Katie's idea of making one's hair look beautiful involves wetting the hair copiously and combing it off the forehead. Hair on one's forehead is a major no-no, according to Katie. She tried to "do" my hair too, and then concluded my hair was too much to make beautiful. Oh well!
Katie, very happy because her hair is slicked back. 
Sam napping in the sunshine.
Dave packing to leave for Paderborn. He got there around 6:30 tonight and called on the computer, so we got to see him in his hotel room. 
One of my favorite things about our apartment is the way the windows work. With the handle down, the window is closed and locked.
With the handle to the side, the window opens full to the side. (And its mate will open too.)
With the handle up, the window opens tipping out. The transom windows on top work the same way. And the windowsill is more like a windowseat, so you can step up on it to reach the top window. No screens on any of the windows, and nothing to prevent curious kids from falling out the window (or frustrated parents from jumping), but even so, they are great windows.
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