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Sunday pancake

Nikon D300
ISO 500

Feeling better today. Still not 100% but I don’t have a cold anymore. Now it’s just my throat that is hurting.

We were all feeling a bit lazy today. So I decided to make some pancakes for lunch. Milla loves it, and Zeb. well let me put it this way: it’s the only time he eats more than his big sister, the only time he eats silently, and about the only time when he doesn’t spill food on the floor. You get my point ?

This is a shot of Milla’s pancake. She is Belgian after all, hence the “muizenkeutels”.

3 No More

“I am tired” said Milla yesterday.

“You want to go home and watch one of your movies ?”

“Yeah, but I don’t want to be 3 anymore.”

“Why not ?”

“It’s making me tired being 3. And being a big girl.”

“No more parties then ?” (we still gonna have 1 on Saturday for her friends)


“And what do you want then ?”

“I just want to be 2 again.”