Double-Half
or One Ten without ham

So, on Saturday Bro and his family came over.
Again, the "full" pics are here, respecting Bro´s wish to not show pics of his family to strangers - friends are welcome, though, just let me know.

It took a short while, then little Niece was ok with me - and Ingo even (he´s way taller and louder than the men she interacts with).

I got a pressie that had been forgotten under the Christmas-tree - Niece herself helped making it:

Seems like that uncomphy chair is our "permanent Christmas-tree" now.
There was no George Bailey this time anyway.

We went to the city.
By car.
On a Saturday.
Because they wanted to. Well, it took forever to find a place to park the car. I wish I was that patient, even little Niece stayed absolutely calm.

Finally we found a place and Niece couldn´t - and needn´t - to wait for the Christmas-markets.
Right in the car park:

She had to wait later instead, we had something to eat and drink first.
Niece - as her Daddy - loved the Mumme-roast - as the Jerky, btw! :-)

And then... I got three tickets and Niece stormed off:

At first she choose a car.

Then a horse, another horse and on the next market after Ingo got me another stripey tiger duck for the microwave:

On the way to the other market on Daddy´s shoulders: She hopped on a push-bike - twice. A police-bike was next:

On the back it said "Bitte folgen" - please folllow - which reminded me of when I was in my early twenties.
I had Ingo´s car and was late.
70 km/h was max allowed, a car overtook me, so I thought - especially since it made no sense to not go faster according to the road condition and situation - just....
Well, you guess it. It was the police.
But they let go off me when I explained. No fine, despite being too fast and taking a red light - my Mum used to call it "dark-green" when it just had switched to red.
I bet if the officers had been women, I´d gotten the whole thing... And now, too, being that old ;-)

Next was Donald Duck... I really can´t remember being a child on a carousel, but I got bored pretty quickly now ;-)

Still I got to see how fearless Niece is.
The elefant was already taken - but she made her way on the second (free) seat, right beside a child she never met before.
Are we related????
Last was a bus and then... I´d promised if she dares I´ll join.
I was pretty sure she does not dare.

Guess what.

Next sec I had four tickets. Cause each gondola has 4 seats and Ingo wanted to take pics from the ground.

But when it was our turn they said 2 adults maximum.

Bro got the money for his ticket back and SIL, Niece and I went and Niece certainly wanted to sit at my side.

Her Mum took pics, since I had my hands "full" - she could´ve fallen out after all!

Turned out SIL is afraid of heights just like me.

A great trio we were!

All we - SIL and I - could look at was each other or Niece - who happily looked down and kept asking when it starts while our hearts raceed in fear...

SIL took some blind pics:

One even was ok:

Bro and Ingo asked why none of us waved down like all the other peeps.

Hah.

This was an only time, never again will I get into a Riesenrad, a ferris wheel!
Niece was fearless, she´ll go - with her Daddy.

With a lot of "why"´s we said good-bye. So sad we don´t live nearby.