Sunday raclette

Thanks to our Double-Barrelled-Race Swiss-Vietnamese friend, we had raclette last night and stank up the house full of grilled bacon ham and cheese. Mac the Dog went berserk as well.

It is all the more amazing we had friends over for dinner because the inevitable has finally happened – we took delivery of Kai’s plastic playpen walls on Saturday afternoon. His play area has now taken over the entire living room floor of our apartment.

There’s no room to move without stubbing your toe on something. Mac the Dog’s been having trouble finding his way back to the bedroom from the kitchen as well.