Una vida Holandesa en Mallorca

Vorige weekend in NL. Had het niet aangekondigd omdat het een verrassing was voor bepaalde mensen die binnenkort gaan trouwen.
Maar gelijk geprofiteerd om de zolder op te ruimen. (Bijna) alles weggegooid. Dacht dat het een Zen aktie zou z¡jn, maar het was eigenlijk best verdrietig.

They used to say I always put the same photo-face on. Well, here it is again:-) Only the background changed a bit;-)

Now Lucas finally got used to the sand on the beach I have a new project: going swimming with him. I get him up to his knees (even though he tries to lift them) without screaming:-)
Every weekend a bit....... I´ll have him swimming like an otter within no time hahaha He should take his friend as an example, Marina swims twice every week

Vandaag, dus nog vóór zijn 1e verjaardag zagen we de eerste kiezen van Lucas door het tandvlees heen priemen:-) We hadden al zo´n vermoeden door zijn gedrag maar dus echt, de 1e kiezen. Nu wordt het nóg gevaarlijker als hij bijt. De teller staat op 10 tanden:-)

A few weeks ago we brought the Berlingo to the mecanic for a ´free´ revision, when we got it back it refused to start. Nice. We had to ask a mecanic close to the house to repair the car........ So I brought my peugeot to this mecanic, at least he FIXED the car instead of making it worst. Afterall, I never revised the clutch and the car was making odd noises when changing gear. So, they changed the clutch, fixed some small things so it will pass the ITV (APK). Cost us 700 euri. But to our surprise the car was returned to us with an ENORMOUS DENT in the back!!!! Inclusive white transfer paint and my nice red paint was chipped of. So when I asked what the F* happened to my car they said I brought it like that. Of course. They did not budge. So. Never bring your car to a Spanish mecanic. They make it worst!!!!!!!! Positive point: clutch is as new.

Of course my baby is special. Very special. He is the most cute, the blondest, the smartest, has the most beautiful feet in the world etc. But yesterday I found out he is also special in another way: het does NOT want to touch sand. We brought him to the beach thinking he would enjoy playing with sand. But as soon as his feet touched he started screaming like a madman. And it is definitely the sand. he spend the next hour carefully avoiding sand, sitting on the towel or on mama or papa´s belly, as long as he did not touch the scary sand. We teased him a bit and had a lot of fun. Next week I´m going to try again. Let´s see how long it takes before he finds out it is actually fun to play with.