May I have your attention, please
Just came home from Jessica's Grandma's traditional epiphany dinner with the sausages, and the fish and the pears and the cream and the talk.
This was the first time for Hannes who got his seat by the end of the table and he commanded everybody's attention from there. To be fair, Hannes is probably the neatest two-year-old in the world - he spills less yoghurt than I do - so he can just sit by the chair and eat and observe.
He can even converse a little with his dinner companions on each side.
Today, those happened to be Jessica's uncle and Mom.
Sometimes it just feels so good to look at him interact with other people because you can almost grab a hold of the love in the air.
Every once in a while, somebody quietly left the table to go and play with Hannes. Then they'd come back and Hannes would sit down for a while, maybe eat some more and then disappear with somebody else.
He rewarded his admirers by singing a song. And then another one. And then one and a half. And then one more.
And then he had one more cookie.
