from spring to winter
The day began beautifully - the morning walk with Rigby was so warm and pleasant that I was tempted to take my coat off. But the dog treats were in there, so that wouldn’t be a good idea. I did remember to take my camera (finally) and can share these tantalizing spring-weather photos with you. Gorgeous, isn’t it?
I quickly decided that we were going to the zoo, despite the continuing forecast for truly awful weather. Scrambled some eggs for the kids while eating leftover ravioli myself, fed Arden, fed and cleaned all the animals, and packed bag lunches for all of us. I tucked Arden back into bed with Niek (who is improving, but isn’t better yet) and we were underway! Rowen and Nicky were insisting they’d never been to the zoo before, but I think they were just confused because I was using the English word zoo and they are more accustomed to the Dutch word dierentuin. We arrived - to find approximately half the inhabitants of of South Holland! What a line! But it was well worth it, even though the weather had already changed from spring back to winter … brrr!! The wind found every gap in my clothing, I swear. Luckily, the zoo is designed with a lot of indoor attractions, too, although they were the most crowded. As long as it isn’t raining, I try not to complain about the weather. That’s my deal with Mother Nature since moving here.
Rather than continuing to ramble on, I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves. We really did have a great time.
Tomorrow is a family gathering for Niek’s father’s birthday. The kids are pretty excited and they’ve all made drawings for him. I have to admit that I’m clueless each and every year as to what to get him for a gift, and Niek’s no help. I picked him up a box of special Belgian chocolates. When in doubt, get something you yourself would like. LOL!
And to close on a high note, look at our wee man now! Is that just the cutest baby you ever did see?

PS: I cannot say how relieved I am to read your comments and see that not only am I not the only person who dislikes ironing, but also not the only person who simply does not do it! That was a guilty secret I’ve been hiding for ages!












Rowen’s decided to take up permanent residence on my lap now that her lifelong playmate has abandoned her for the halls of higher learning. LOL. Nah, really, Rowen is doing quite well at adjusting to Nicky’s absence, but she is much more possessive of me. Which means I get very little time without her on my lap or hanging off my leg. Both are difficult stitching positions, as you can see.

Rigby doesn’t like our weather either, and has adopted a decidedly hangdog look. He misses his long, frequent walks. But neither of us really likes getting wet and muddy, so we’ll just have to keep making do the best we can.