In Holland staat een huis

In Holland staat een huis
In Holland staat een huis ja ja
van je tingela tingela hopsasa
In Holland staat een huis
Iiiiin Holland staat een huis

So we're back.
Weather wasn't always great, but...
M. really learned how to bike on his own (although it did mean we had to bike slooooowly and stop every 2 minutes to give him a chance to catch up).
The kids rode the pony's on the farm (well, sat on a very unwilling pony for 10 mtrs, turned and jumped off).
If you want to see A. gag give her kaasfondue.
I learned that chocolate hail doesn't exist. Americans have something like sprinklers.
40-10 or 10-40, i forgot, means yes.
You think I am gorgeous, you want to kiss me, you want to love me from Miss Congeniality is still a hit.

And so is de Efteling. It is such a great parc. C. is just a bit too small, but the boys loved it. M. even went into some (too) scary rollercoaster, everybody went into the carroussel, the draaimolens, Het sprookjesbos, De indische waterlelies, Carnaval festival, The cannible, the boat, het laafpark, het doolhof etc.
At 5.30 we had to drag them out.

So i am doing my 3rd laundry now and have about 4 more to go.