3 boys (T)

We really do have 3 boys. Roo is now joining in, imposing himself, unable to ignore. Here he is splashing in puddles with his cousin Zach in Regent's park.
Yesterday at Sam and Becca's, Eddie and Seb were having some sort of physical conflict over a spade and some spilt sand, and Roo got up from his little part of the garden, and came up behind Eddie to strike him (fairly harmlessly) with his own spade.

Last night, Sebi charged into the kitchen exclaiming "Eddie hit a seven", and Eddie followed up to tell how he'd hit the ball out of the living room in one clean hit. Playing Cricket had been Seb's idea, but Eddie had it how he wanted, with Sebi bowling and Eddie batting on and on. After those two got in the bath, Roo had me batting while he threw the ball repeatedly. We need that garden.

Miss Jones (A)

When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, 'What will I be?
Will I be pretty, Will I be rich?'
Here's what she said to me

'Que Sera Sera
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be'




we got a glimpse into the future today...!

it was inevitable... (A)

the short hair is back!

Another Tiger (A)

We love this game (T)

Make sure you have the sound turned on. Click here.

Eurostar boy (T)

As a belated reward for his toilet training, I took Eddie for a couple of days in Brussels. The modern stuff (all the European political buildings) is horribly uninspiring, but I think that is the point, given Europe's history of too much inspiration.

So no photos of that stuff, but a few of the other sites.

I asked Eddie at the end his favourite bit about Brussels, he said his breakfast in particular the "coco pops".



One of Eddie's many photos, in Brussels' ye olde square.



Finishing another waffle. This particular place had higher aspirations, but given tourist expectations of Brussels had succumbed and scribbled "Waffles - chocolate, vanilla" in red ink at the back of the Menu.



Autumnal Atomium.