Unexpected Hours

Yesterday was one of THOSE days. If it hadn't been for the fact that there was an extra pair of hands here in the morning I believe that I just may have abandoned ship.

Okay. I wouldn't do that. But, I may have spun around in circles and collapsed to the floor.

Kado is teething and felt miserable.

Also, I do believe there is a limit to the amount of blueberries young children should be allowed to ingest. Just think about it. Okay. Don't.

Anyway.., at 4:15 when Famke awoke from her nap, I FINALLY was able to get Kado down for his.

Famke and Jonge happily skipped off to play.

Soon, Famke returned. She announced that Jonge had said she couldn't "play en dar EINy mooh".

When I peeked into the room, Jonge was cuddled up under the covers sound asleep.

Famke seemed sad about this development at first.

Until she discovered something that hasn't occurred much in her 2 1/2 years.

ALONE time with Beppe!

We sorted shells and counted them.

We played 'hide the shells'.

We found our "faboret" shells.

We lined up the Pez dispensers and counted those (sixteen present and accounted for, four missing in action).

She talked and talked and talked which was very fun for both of us.

And to top it all off, when Pake came home the boys were STILL SLEEPING, which meant Famke was able to have one-on-one time with Pake.

Not until then did I spin, twirl, and fall down with a loud thud.

At least I was holding my camera.