Oma & Opa

Happy times! Oma & Opa are here and Mats is in seventh heaven. Everyone is having a ball, but I have to admit that it's hurting my mommy-ego to slide down the rankings to a distant fourth (behind papa, opa and oma, a huge gap and then mama). This morning I asked for a kiss, and Mats responded "no", turning his head away. So I asked if I could have a kiss from his lovey, Nijntje, but that was denied as well. I guess this is part of the 12-year skin-thickening process to prepare for the teenage years.