First night in Germany, 2am. Who needs sleep?
This is how a delirious toddler on jetlag sounds. It was pitch dark, as you can see, the middle of the night, and Fox started to crack up, for no reason whatsoever. How can you be mad for not getting any sleep after you hear this sweet voice?
Katie always dry heaves whenever I tell her how much I miss this meal from Germany. It's basically raw ground beef with onions on a bun. Yes, raw. It's delicious and everyone eats it over there. It's called Mettbroetchen, so if you ever get the chance to try it, do it! You'll thank me later! :)
Fox thought my brother Maurice had the best toys ever!
Jetlag at its finest!
It doesn't look like it here, but Fox HATED bath time in Germany. He just screamed and screamed and refused to sit down. One night, I even had to take a bath with him, just to get him clean. Until my mom had the genius idea to give him some bubbles to play with. Obviously he dumped everything in a split second, but loved playing with the bottle for the rest of the trip during bath time.
Do you see this kid? And do you see my pillow to the right of him? This is how much room he left me every single night!