So, you know the joke of the 2 sick children and 1 throwing up au-pair?

Probably not, coz it's not a joke.
C. started last Friday night and threw up 10 (I swear) times.
I had been out with Annemarie & Inge (2 friends from college) and came in at 23.30, so to put it mildly was a bit tired after that night.

Next morning Austin and I headed for museum Boymans for an art history lesson (she mainly explained the symbolism in some of the standard collection of Dutch and Belgian painters) and afterwards biked towards the arrival of Sinterklaas.
We were a bit late and while the kids and R. stood in front of the podium, Austin and I were more at the side and back and saw Sinterklaas trying to mount his horse.
Don't know why, you would expect the horse to be used to lots of shouting children and bright colors, but for some reason it wasn't his day.
I kid you not, at one point I saw Sinterklaas clinging onto his saddle and being swirled around by Americo.
I guess that's when Sinterklaas decided to go by foot and when we met up with the rest of the Haas'bunch.

After that we had drinks and bitterballen and as C. still wasn't feeling too great, R. went to fetch the car.
Now just when the whole room was admiring the view or something C. burped like only she can.
Some of you may have the unforgettable experience of witnessing this, the people in there had not.
So while I was holding my empty tea glass under her mouth (coz I though it was the announcement of more err. vomit) all heads turned and everyone looked like; this cannot possible have come out of her mouth.

The rest of the day passed relatively quiet and Sunday morning R. took the boys swimming.
In the afternoon we decided to go to the Kralingse Bos and eat something at a Bear restaurant.
C. hardly ate her fries, let alone her kroket and didn't have an ice cream.
T. on the other hand, ate spareribs, fries, had 2 cokes and an ice cream.
And then threw up last night.

But only after Austin had already been doing the same too.

So, if you want to see 2 pale looking parents squinting their eyes looking at their screen, come on over to R. and I.