Running to the hospital

Back home. The kids loved the huge pineapples and shells that I brought home from Portugal. But something nasty happened: David slammed the door of the toilet, hitting Peter's finger to badly that the top nearly came off. So we rushed to the hospital to have it stitched. The docter said it looks ok, but wants him to return on Monday. When we returned from the hospital our friends Corien and Jenny from London were waiting to have lunch with us.