It´s Because, Kleiner Ingo

Thanks to Facebook (I have to say that because Ingo keeps grumbling about this network...) Ingo became a volunteer at The Giants and hence three days really went to work.
Actually four, they had a prep-day, too.

Really, it was a once in a lifetime and that t-shirt sure is a treasure!

This is not taken from the cabin but the main door in our house.

It was one of the last superwarm summer-days.
And whilst it took Ingo like forever to buy a cigar to celebrate, I waited outside and had a look at the kid´s store nearby.

And someone looked at me in his funny shorts and said, buy me!.
I went inside - and since Ingo didn´t know I was in there I hectically said what I want and that I have to stay at the door to see if the hubs comes out from next door.

I only made a dash to the cash-out to give my pin-number and the friendly staff was probably wondering if I´m a tad crazy but brought me everything to the door.

Little did I know I´ll wait a loooong time outside still!

You wonder what I possibly can get Ingo in a kid´s store?

I mean, seriously, no?

The matching color of the shirts was not the cause, though...

That was just a bonus "Klein-Ingo" was giving.
When Ingo was very little, the suspenders were crossed, but later he wore it like his mini-self:

With this pic in mind... would you´ve walked away from that donkey?
I couldn´t.