Happy family

Once I was part of a family. Happy days. Nowadays I moved from being angry at everybody who has a family, and especially those who don't appreciate it, to be happy for others who has it.

A family.

Here's one and a good one. But of course I had to challenge it. The Mum and Dad are open and friendly. Their son is...how can I phrase it...very Swiss :). But I was assured that he will come around with time. And considering his appearance last weekend in the 60's outfit, I am inclined to believe the Mum.