In the “toy room” at my parents’ house, setting up a farm with C.

This toy farm is one of the first toys I remember playing with when we moved to Germany.  I was 5–the age C is now.  It’s fun to see him enchanted, as I was.  Some of the fence sections have lost their supports, so we had a few tense moments getting them to stay upright.  Fortunately he was content with mama’s rigging skills.

Positioning the rooster on the chimney.

Please note the mathematical neatness of the animals–this kid runs a tight farm.

I love him.