What goes down must come up...

Does this look like a boy who has just received the bike he has been asking for from St. Nikolaas? Poor little guy managed to pick up a stomach virus and spent the early hours of tuesday morning hanging over a bucket.

Major milestone in the life of a parent: B is now old enough to actually hit a bucket from 2 feet away-- he's finally become a good shot!

M worked from home to stay home with him, and within a few hours he was good as new and pedalling around the living room.

Have to leave tomorrow at 5:30 am for a conference in Paris. And am currently seeing double and am experiencing strange rumbling noises coming from my own body. Was feeling sorry for myself but didn't have time to sit down because S arrived back home early from football practice after throwing up on the field... lovely...

This weekend in NL to celebrate Sinterklaas. (again. am starting to tire of that man...) and then monday through wednesday in Stuttgart for a "look see". That's actually what they call it. Can't read that term without thinking of "Monkey see, monkey do" for some reason. Ugh, was going to make a banana joke and my stomach lurched.

All in all too much on our plates at the moment. (urp.)

I'll close this with a couple of photos of a toy B got when Sinter Klaas came to school. The good Sint has obviously picked up a few of his toys in China this year...