Home front #1

Every night, when I give him the good night hugs and kisses, he asks me to shake the nightmares out of his ears, grab them and put them in my pocket and take them away. Because, he told me, sometimes I can't stop thinking.
Me: Well if yo can't stop thinking, maybe you can choose to think of something fun.
Him: Oh! (delighted) Do you mean like thinking of a robber who goes and robs himself?

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Hubby's turn to be on a trip - he's supposed to have an easy one, only Europe this time. Somewhere in the mountains in Romania, that is in the middle of nowhere, lost his luggage and a few more days to go. Good luck!

A few busy days for me this week. So far so good. But expect images from the home front as won't have time to explore other places.
Take care.