Dutch dad really liked this picture I took of Daniel a few weeks ago (That's, right, I, Jen, took the picture, not Mr. I-Worked-In-My-Dad's-Photo-Shop-Since-I-Was-11, aka, my husband, Niels. Dutch dad did a little photoshop magic to take away the pesky power lines and sent the picture back to us. We decided not to procrastinate so we got it enlarged and bought a frame, in record time.
Now...where to hang it?
Update: hangs on the wall on the 2nd floor landing.