Big Brother looks as embarrassed as he could possible be, when he exits the school building and has to wait in the kindergarten area. He couldn't have been prouder when, as from last August, he was allowed to leave school by the main entrance and be picked up at the first grade area. (Each grade has a particular area where the children are picked up by their parents. Due to heavy traffic and the nearby waterfront, school has the general rule that no child can leave on its own. A very wise rule if you ask me.) Today Big Brother was in kindergarten again. When Kenji told me this morning that Big Brother's teacher was ill and that Big Brother was forced to spend the day with "daft toddlers" - as Big Brother put it - I felt so sorry for him. Some kids in his class were sent to second grade, but Big Brother was apparently eligible for a downgrade. Ouch.

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Over time I've become gutsy enough to leave my safety mode: the part where I finish whatever needs to be finished way ahead of any deadline, just in case something unpredictable - an euphemism for hospitalization - messes up our plans.
This weekend we had a pretty full schedule. On Saturday Little Brother had a friend's birthday party with an amazing trip to a dinosaur amusement park, Big Brother therefore deserved a cool outing as well and Kenji had offered to take him to a science museum. With the house to myself, I had planned to do some crafting for the Children's Book Week at school. On Sunday Kenji's father would be celebrating his 65th birthday and we were invited for lunch at their place. Weekends like this aren't ambitious anymore, but simply busy, in a nice way. Except on Saturday morning Kenji turned out to be ill...

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Why on earth is Kenji calling me when he is supposed to be home in five minutes? Is there something wrong with him? With the boys? His first sentence is: "Everything is fine." - he must have been reading my mind - "I'm just calling because Big Brother's teacher pulled me aside. They have tested Big Brother's reading skills today." My heart is pounding in my chest. The fact that Kenji is calling me right away and won't wait until he is home, is very telling.
Yesterday I was completely beat. I had a meeting with Little Brother's teachers - and not for the first time this year. Mind you, school has started a mere five weeks ago or so, and both Kenji and I have had regular dates with teachers. As it turns out, our boys demand a lot of attention.

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Voor wie op deze regenachtige woensdagmiddag nog even naar de zomerse sferen wil terugkeren, staat er op het blog van Benjamin Bengel weer een nieuwe knutsel van mij: Toverschelpen. Grote Broer en Kleine Broer geloofden eventjes ├ęcht in hun toverkracht... Dus haal de verfspullen maar gauw tevoorschijn voor een vleugje magie!



For anyone who is still longing for summer on this rainy Wednesday afternoon: a new kids' craft is online on the blog of Benjamin Bengel, Magical shells. Big Brother and Little Brother truly believed the shells had special powers... So bring out those paint supplies for a dash of magic!

[The tutorial is in Dutch, but hopefully the pictures speak for themselves.]


I like to think of my childhood as a happy one. A carefree one. And to a certain extent, that is true. It was only when I wasn't a child anymore, that I heard stories about other people's childhood which made me understand even more that mine wasn't as carefree and happy as I had cunningly told myself. However in the long run, how I experienced my childhood as a child should be my focal point - not how I reflect on it as an adult.
Little Brother is currently focused on all things that come with autumn. He counted the days until September 21 and wasn't surprised one bit that the outside temperature had suddenly dropped. As we walked to school, he declared: "It is autumn now. Of course it is colder. What do you reckon: summer has gone!" The change in temperature coincided so beautifully with the calendar, that nobody dared question his line of thought.

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