Let’s talk about how ridiculous it is that Heidelberg is an hour from my house. It’s the home to one of those beautiful, decrepit castles with turrets falling down and ivy growing up. Walking around the grounds transports you to another time and you absolutely feel like you’re in a fairy tale. I can just see 10 year old Mallory, head in the clouds as it almost always was, wandering around the castle, imagination running wild. And now I get to see my little boy’s eyes light up at fountains and giant lawns with ducks roaming as he discovers how great castles are. How am I going to take this kid back to the states?
PS That little denim butt!