Days here are a lot busier than at home, I think because there is a lot more to do. I vaguely remember that Mama drove Opa’s brmm brmm last year but today she definitely did, taking us to the shopping centre where Oma works and I got to run around, generally look cute, be adored by old people and explore the Lego section of the supermarket with Papa.
When we got back I heard that apparently there is a Fish Festival on somewhere in town so I convinced everyone that we should go. IT was fun, there were lots of rides on a fair but I was too small for them yet. Maybe next year, but for now I settled for playing with the wheels on the brmm brmms. Papa of course went and had a whole bratwurst to himself but I settled for stealing bits from Oma’s plate.

After we got back I played in the garden, which is much better when it is light because you can actually see things. There are lots of toys here for me to play with and I haven’t managed to walk from one side of the garden to the other yet, I think I would get lost. (hint to Mama and Papa, buy house with bigger garden for me to play in).
I did however have a slight accident. I was running so fast that I fell over on the bricks and grazed both of my knees. I’ve never done this before but it hurt a lot and Mama and Oma had to put these things on me to stop the cuts getting dirty. They also put something called Magic Cream on my too. I don’t think it can be that magic, it still hurt afterwards.