Today to spite the rain, and to partially commiserate Daddy being gone, we took ourselves to "MickyDonalds" for dinner.
An old man spotted us and watched us the entire time we ate. He walked over on his way out and gave us his Speculoos cookies as a gesture of goodwill.
I didn't have the heart (or the proper French) to tell him that Dutch would not eat nor enjoy his gift.
Finn slept the entire time.
|05 October 2012 :: 5:01pm|