Our Very First Godchild

Before I forget, I want to mention our visit to Peter’s sister Karin’s family last weekend. She gave a birth to her second child earlier this year, and his name is Lenny. To our great pleasure, we were asked to be his godfather and godmother this summer. It is our first time to be godparents, and Peter was almost in tears (of joy, of course) when Karin’s husband Jens asked us. Ever since then, we look forward visiting the family and spending time with him. Since we live far away from Peter’s hometown, this occasion brought us an opportunity to spend more time with family and friends there.

This time, Lenny’s brother Ben had a fever, so we took Lenny out for a walk in the afternoon sun. We were grateful that Karin let us spend some time alone with him, but the moment we stepped outside in the cold, Lenny fell asleep. There were loud kids and geese for Christmas dinner crying for help along the way, but Lenny remained deep asleep. In his dream he might have overheard us talking about our future plan for him, to introduce him to pop culture and make him into a hipsta. Occasionally Peter stopped pushing the stroller to tuck Lenny’s arms inside the blanket. When the sun was about to disappear from the horizon, we came back to Karin’s house with cold cheeks and red noses.