16 Jul 2012


This meme helps you to remember what you did on the weekend of 14 July.

This weekend we went to Amsterdam in pouring rain,  to vist our son with family and celebrate my birthday with them.

Toby was first a little shy, but then he seemed to recognize his grandparents and even managed to say Nonna and Nonno pointing his finger at me and Mr. G.

Before lunch he showed his Dad who is the boss in the house, kept Nonno busy playing a bridge and showed us his creative vein as future Graffiti painter in front of the house.

After lunch the rain had stopped and we drove to a very cute little town where clogs and cheese are made.

Of course we had to try the biggest once ! Toby hesitated to choose the perfect pair for him, but then changed his mind and prefered his leather shoes !

The village was full of very cute little houses, actually they made me think of doll houses and a habor. In a café, Toby choose coffee and cake for us, which was very good !

In the evening we were invited to a restaurant, which unfortunately was very noisy, because of the very special architecture. It was all in metal and looked like a big red worm ! The service was a snail service and the snail would even have won the olympics in slowness ! The men were very hungry and Toby was happy to wait with bread and water !

and while the men studied again and again the menu card in the hope the food would finally arrive and we had to scream at each other because of the noise, I went with Toby in the playroom which was part of the restaurant. That kept him a little busy until he finally got his plate. The food looked very nice and tasted delicious (at least that) I had a fish filet with a lot of vegetables and black rice and the other plate was a lamb chop. When finally we got out our heads were almost exploding and we were happy to get home where it was quiet. Toby went to bed and we followed shortly after. It had been a busy day.

In the morning at least it didn't rain so they showed me the park with a little beach close to their house. While Toby shows me the direction, mom cleaned dog poo off the buggy and Dad went with Toby at the beach. No way to lay there and enjoy the water. It was as cold as in winter !

The architecture of the buildings surrounding the park was very special. I first thought it was an office, but no it was a building with appartments. One building even had big eyes, watching us at least I thought so.

The visit ended with a very hungry Toby after this nice walk in the fresh air, so he prefered to eat and not to pose with his grandparents !

And as the weather was getting worse and worse we decided to return home, after Toby had gone to bed for his afternoon nap.

It rained the whole way back home and it really wasn't a pleasure to drive ! Fortunately there was not a lot of traffic !

We arrived at home around 3 pm and the first thing I did was putting this beautiful birthday bouquet which they had offered me in a vase ! Now the living looks very beautiful. Even Pookie agrees.


Jo said...

What a lovely spoil for a lovely mom and Nonna. So cute that Toby can say your grandmother name now! I wonder why they have noise in a restaurant and that one must have been much worse with tin walls and roof. Here in African cities you often have very loud television programs playing while you eat and Grant gets most embarrassed when I ask the staff to turn the sound down! Your flowers are beautiful.

diane b said...

It sounds like you had a busy weekend like me. Toby is good to have waited so long in the Restaurant. Fox is not so good at that.

Maribeth said...

That Toby! He just melts the heart! What a sweet child. I'm so happy you had a chance to visit with him.

sandra carlier said...

What a beautiful birthday bouquet, you received!!!A Van Gogh painting! Marvelous time you had with your grand son! What a nice little boy,now!

A Lady's Life said...

Such a beautiful Bouquet!!!
You certainly had a wonderful time.
The beach was nice too. :)

Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

Fun weekend, even if cold and rainy....gorgeous floral gift.

I hate those noisy restaurants too, but all youong families seem to love them around here too.

Gledwood said...

Is he your Dutch-speaking grandson... or is that somebody else..?