First Night Alone

Well, my girls are away. I suspect the posts will pick up this week as I am home alone; though I promise no Talisker induced writing. E reported that Bianca was well behaved on the first leg of their journey from Santiago to Mallorca, but she - of course - pooped as soon as the plane was pushed back from the gate. I'm sure the whole S clan is bouncing off the walls awaiting their arrival. It's E's mom, dad and grandma who are making the trek from Strzelce to Berlin to get them. Going to be a fun ride back 'cross the border. Since I won't get to take any new pictures in the next week, I'll be showing older ones, to reminisce. Here she is in a cheery Christmas mood.