Almost on my way back to the U.S. I was almost joined by my youngest nephew, Jip, who is two and a half. When I went to say goodbye to my brother on Saturday he crawled in the car as I left, announcing he was coming to America. Small problem, he was not wearing anything from the waist down. By the end of the drive way he realized that this was a problem: "geen broek," he said (no pants) and got out.
If life could only always be this simple.