More snow = more festive fun at our local Weinachtsmarkts
This weekday evening found Will and I meeting Jeff at the Chinese Tower's Christmas Market in the English Garten. We enjoyed the winter wonderland, shopped, ate, and drank (I'll give you a guess as to what . . . it rhymes with schmoovine).
William was the excited benefactor of a sugar cookie bestowed to him by a stall worker. (I'll give you a guess for which parent was chaperoning him at this point in the evening while I was off shopping.) Jeff and I didn't think anything of our son's first cookie, that is, until we got home to watch him burn it all off by playing at hyperspeed before crashing for a late bedtime. Too funny.
Christmas wishes do come true!
Out of the kinderwagon: granted.
Crawl around in the snow: granted.
Whacking tree branches to watch powder fly: granted.
This weekday evening found Will and I meeting Jeff at the Chinese Tower's Christmas Market in the English Garten. We enjoyed the winter wonderland, shopped, ate, and drank (I'll give you a guess as to what . . . it rhymes with schmoovine).
William was the excited benefactor of a sugar cookie bestowed to him by a stall worker. (I'll give you a guess for which parent was chaperoning him at this point in the evening while I was off shopping.) Jeff and I didn't think anything of our son's first cookie, that is, until we got home to watch him burn it all off by playing at hyperspeed before crashing for a late bedtime. Too funny.
Christmas wishes do come true!
Out of the kinderwagon: granted.
Crawl around in the snow: granted.
Whacking tree branches to watch powder fly: granted.
Loving the fresh snow! At least one of us was distracted from the cold!
The Chinese Tower
It's so hard to visualize this place defrosted and filled with picnic tables, an oompah band and Lederhosen-clad Bavarians!
The twinkling lights and snow-dusted stalls.
Ahhhh . . . there's really nothing like Christmastime in Munich!
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