This weekend was kind of like a mini-Christmas with gift exchanges and ginger bread houses. It amazed me that no one who came over had ever built a ginger bread house before. Poor, deprived souls. Though Jo did some research and made stained glass windows for her house!
And the scoop today is my brother Nick. He's the Santa directly behind the kid and to the right.
Its been a full two years since I left Switzerland. Somehow it feels like less. Or more. Obviously it made an impression on me.