Poor Son#2.
The swelling on his face must hurt like hell. Hell.
His left eye has swollen to roughly the size of a protruding golf ball, his forehead as well.
The blooming antihistamines don't seem to do the trick.
Poor bunny, he doesn't want anyone to look at him.
The damage this morning:
We are spending the night somewhere in the east of the country.
All I know, is that it is close to Hengelo and close to the German border.
Miss reading proper maps.
Navigation systems in cars kill the map-reading-public and geographical knowledge in general.
After a tough night (mainly because I drank 7 glasses of wine yesterday) we were up at 6.
Thank goodness for cartoons on Youtube.
A lazy morning ahead with friends, then back to the south to see Son#3!
Have a good, peaceful, contented Sunday.
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Poor bunny indeed... beterschap!!
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