Hearts at the Jahrmarkt
In most towns in Germany, they have a yearly fest and carnival. We went to one in a neighboring town, Wittmar. Hans' mother and Hans were also there and insisted that we do all of the traditional things like ride all of the rides, throw balls at stacked cans, ride the pony, eat cotton candy (which is white here and just tastes like sugar), and of course, wear a gingerbread heart around our necks.
Harry: "for my cowboy"
Mom: "for the very best grandma"
Michael: "for the best daddy"
Jammie: "you're super"
posted by J. Orth @ 1:57 PM
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