After a win for Die Mannschaft, and a good time watching the game, I think I may now enjoy soccer. At least, German soccer.
The curly haired cutie in the corner is, also, learning to appreciate new experiences – mainly, a foreign girl living in the house.
His character is ever so curious and he now seems to enjoy telling me all about his adventures. And whether it’s his young speech or the different dialect that makes it difficult to communicate, I often nod and express wonder at his imaginary world. And he doesn’t seem to mind.
One thing is for certain, though. Youth is a wonderful time and certainly an adorable one. And days spent in imaginary play, not even considering wasting time in front of screens, are indeed beautiful ones.