Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Made in Belgium: Faces on tv

At the beginning of September, the new tv season starts and we are done with the endless reruns of old tv shows during the summer. Yeaaaay, new faces on tv.

And this silly bridge to the group "Faces on tv" which became known through the "Nieuwe lichting" the talent show of Studio Brussel 2 years ago.  Previous winter they had a succesful single that got quite a lot airplay on the radio.


Run against the stream

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Last day of Familiebar

On August 14th it was the last day that the city of Leuven organised its Familiebar in the park. As always when something is almost over, you feel the need to go just one last time.

We hang around with the kids and watched some of the animation.  Someone had a workshop for children where you could spin paint around in a cilinder by cycling on an old bike , which created quite original paintings. Hmm who comes up with this stuff?

The ducklings in the pond were equally fun to watch

Kabouter played by himself in the big sand box while we were lounging a few meters further in the park. Bad idea apparently as the side of the sand box was full of tar and at the end our little Kabouter who had climbed back out of the sand box was also full of tar. GRRRRRRR damn you city, how is it possible that a kids toy is full of tar. An entire, really nice kid's outfit ready for garbage (please please please, is there any reader that can give me the solution to fix this? I've tested greasing in the tar with olive oil or butter to wash it later on with dreft and cleaning petrol but there's no effect at all. The only solution that seems to be left is ironing a big sticker on the tar stain???? Any other suggestions??)

At the end of the afternoon we watched a clown's performance, together with a girl from his school that had showed up.

Here's the stained short after the xth wash attempt

Monday, August 22, 2016

A happy rainboy at the Sunday market

I cursed when I woke up yesterday at the sight of pouring rain.  But Kabouter wasn't discouraged and asked to get out of the rain protected stroller at the market to walk among the stalls himself as always. Then he started to run and jump and dance in the puddles. It was really contageously fun to observe him and a lot of people walking by had a big smile on their face.
He gave his toy car a carwash in the drip of the stalls (as he was forbidden to take a shower himself) and he let his car boat in the puddles (as he was forbidden to jump in them himself). Well, he never jumped in the puddle that I forbid, but usually was fast enough to jump in the next one right away. 

His favourite candy stall

Sunday, August 21, 2016

GP Jef Scherens

Every year we wake up at the sight of the city towing cars away on the other side of the road after which city services come to place road closures in the morning.

Then the police arrives, which was totally ridiculous this year as they were camping in their car next to a construction blocked street anyway.

And a few hours later the circus comes by 13 times....too often to pay attention to it right away.  We discovered that the race was being aired for the first time live on tv...pretty handy to find out when you had to go outside to go and have a view of the cyclists coming by.  So while I was feeding Beertje, Jan and Kabouter went out for a first time and I tried to get a glimpse of them on tv.

Look mommy, I saw this one and this one outside

I joined them for the last 3 rounds, while we did our best to wave to the helicopter each time it was hovering above us.  Kabouter seemed to love to cheer along the road.

For the last rounds we joined some neighbourhood friends a bit further. While tracking the live race on mobile tv, we could cheer to Dimitri Claeys when he came by :p, after which we could see him win a few minutes later.   And then we had to wait for the last racers to come by which took about another 10 minutes.  Only minutes later the nearby crossings were getting cleaned up and soon the streets were back to business as usual.

Dimitri Claeys

Saturday, August 20, 2016

Short hair

Last summer I had a fairly short haircut and I really loved it. I had been wearing my hair in a pony tail constantly as it had been bothering me. When I got my haircut, I just recently found out I was pregnant with Beertje. If there's one thing that might turn you mad during child birth is hair that sticks into your sweaty face so the hair was cut at a length that would allow a pony tail again in 9 months. And I just about made that.

This spring and summer I was once again constantly wearing my hair clipsed up as it simply annoyed me very much when it was down. Too much hair in my neck. I did not want hair in my neck.  So I longed for my summer hair cut again. But the hair salon is closed for vacation for a few weeks each summer and the other Saturdays are usually fully planned (in our agenda or theirs). So I was really happy to get an appointment last Saturday and I counted down.

While other times when I get a different haircut in the past, I was surprised to see my own image when walking by a mirror, it now feels completely normal. (probably because I've truly put my hair up in a clip for months now so maybe it's no huge frontal change). I get a lot of compliments at work, so I assume it's a positive change.   Here's some pictures...where the bags under my eyes really shock me. Maybe I should start wearing some make-up after all, but let's concentrate now on the hair, shall we?

Friday, August 19, 2016

Summer in our garden

Daycare was 2 days closed this week and the weather forecast was great. I had taken 2 days off to take care of the kids and I really wanted to profit to be outdoors. Rather than being in the city with the children, I felt like enjoying our space outdoors in the other side of the country even if it's usually a bit cooler over there. Therefore I left with both children to the Ardennes, leaving Jan behind who was working.

When we arrived Kabouter proclaimed indeed that it was too cold to fill water in his little pool which was parked in the shade. No problem, I'd fill it for mommy and Beertje with warm water and put it in the sun....It took him 5 min to be in it ;).
He had brought his water pistol and I had promised we'd play as soon as I had my bikini on.
"Mommy, where's your binini?  Can I play yet?  Are you ready? Mommy, is that your bikini? What is that?   Ah, that can become wet, no?  "
Needless to say we had a lot of fun playing together, especially as Beertje took a well-timed nap.  At the end of the afternoon our baby could also have a taste of the small pool and he seemed to take it all in quite well. Even more, he clearly thought a pool was made for belly rolls...euhm not so fast you little monkey.

Late at night we had some football games and there were outdoor naps in the silence (well...I could hear the cows eat the grass next door), there were train rides and there was some biking.  A good 2 days outside, well worth leaving Jan behind for ;)

Thursday, August 18, 2016

eCouter festival

Some of our friends live in a very cosy but active neighbourhood, right downtown of Leuven and they organise each year a neighbourhood festival that makes us all jealous. How great it must be to live in the midst of an active community.

We've been there already in the past but usually there's other plans in our agenda that prevent us from attending (summer many activities that compete for attention!). This year we were in town so it seemed like fun to go and visit with the kids. Unfortunately we had to leave when all the music performances would start, so we missed the best once again.

Nevertheless we enjoyed the afternoon when most of the activities were dedicated to play-time for the neighbourhood children. We enjoyed a drink in the sun. After 4 times walking by and refusing, Kabouter finally dared to go on the bouncy castle with our encouragements and then had a blast, although he remained very cautious in front.

Most of the circus workshop was still too challenging for him, but he was quite interested to give the sticks a try.

At 4 PM, a burst of loud rhythms approached the streets. The drum band Lokomotiv opened the music festival with their energetic rhythms. In no time all the people formed a big wide circle around them to enjoy the drums. I must say we regreted having to leave to our next appointments of the day.