In other parts of the world they call it Boxing day. Over here it’s called: Tweede kersdag, or, Second Christmas day.
The day was gray and cold, and in the afternoon we made our way up north to visit Marinus’s mom for dinner.
We got spoilt rotten, as usual. Coffee, cake, cookies, chocolates and that’s not even to mention the amazing dinner so lovingly prepared.
Along with all the edible treats we also had such an enjoyable time visiting with an amazing person. I am so lucky to have these wonderful people in my life who welcomes me with open arms and doesn’t mind me practicing my wonky Dutch.
Be kind. Stay safe.