"I am wiggling my xxxxx", a part of the body my sisters do not wish to say out loud, and certainly not on the blog..

{BUT THAT IS WHAT BETTY SINGS ON HER CD, SO WHO AM I TO MISQUOTE AN ARTIST..updated 2 July 2007]

And that, sister no. 3, is just one of the inspiring lines to be found on a funky little cd I have sent your way, by this lady. Perfect for whooping to at all times.
Just six weeks overdue: happy birthday once again.

with love,
sister no.1

A few things I learned after hosting a party for eight five year old boys

After weeks (okay, maybe one week) of meticulous planning for the big event, it actually only took about five minutes for complete chaos to ensue. You could call it not having complete control over the situation, but I like to think we gave our son the bithday party he wanted. He does not like party games, we found, or do you think we misread the signal of stomping off upstairs, shouting: "I am going to bed NOW", half way through the party? Blind man buff, we will keep for next year. Or we just might consider hiring professionals to entertain in a confined environment.
When the party was over, we put Rosie down for her nap, Jip in front of Cartoon Network en we both fell into a deep, deep sleep.

Did you have a relaxing weekend?

With love,


The elder sister