This morning we went to our last Kindermusik class. The boys enjoyed it and came home with castinets. It is a bit too expensive for us at this point, so we’re going to try the German music classes and see if they like those too. Hopefully they’ll learn German as well (or maybe just confuse them even more).

After that, they took a nice long nap, ate lunch, and then we headed out the door again to go to Michael’s work party on the Isar. It was near the zoo, so we took the UBahn. It started to rain right when we got there, so it was kind of miserable. The rain let up a little bit after Michael arrived (he was on a beer run), and they hurridly cooked some sausages and meat. The boys liked it all. Michael went back so many times that the guy was like “got a big family, eh?”

The boys loved walking around and playing, although these two rough and tumble boys came by (they were maybe 6 or 7 and from some other party) and started picking on them. One of them was going to push Rowan down, but he saw me looking at him and then just sort of grabbed him and let him go. Then the other came around and I could tell that if I wasn’t watching, they would’ve really hurt him. Rowan was standing there kind of confused because there were kids that wanted to play with him but they were not fun. Poor baby! Michael went over to protect Rowan and one of the kids yelled in German “That’s mine!” and grabbed bread off of Michael’s plate and threw it on the ground. Michael was really confused and just wanted to get Rowan out of there. Why is it when a kid is like 6 or 7 that you know what they will be like when they’re older? These kids will definitely be the bullies in school. So sad. The parents didn’t care what they were doing either. Geez!

We got completely soaked because the rain started to really come down. It was the boys’s sleep time anyways, so we decided to go home early. At least they had a little fun.

Then in the evening, we went to our neighbor Riki’s birthday party. She had a bunch of people over and they were all really nice. We talked to a bunch of people (in English) and felt bad that we are the non-German-speaking Americans and forced people to speak English with us. I gave Riki 2 frames with portraits of her and Frederik in them. I took the pictures a week or so ago. I really wanted to get some with her and her big tea cup that she drinks out of. It’s really big. I think they came out pretty good, it really showed her personality.

We left at around 11:30, totally exhausted.