We continue partying in the afternoon. My grandpa turns 5 and then seventy, but what that means?? I have never heard of that number.But he celebrates it in fashion again and while outside the winter starts in whoops of rain and wind, we sit on top of a hill overlooking the river Rhine and drink our high-tea. Lots of great chocolate cakes and I can eat as much as I want.
Grandpa also has a gift for all us grandchildren: a horse to run around with. Yeah!
There is also a little dog. In the beginning I think he is big, and I am a bit afraid. But later I just think he is fun!
