2.When I arrived I picked him up at his day care school and he was quite happy to see me. At home he opened the door after having deactivated the alarm, and let me in. Then he showed me where to put my things and I got the feeling that he was keeping an eye on me and not the other way around. After a nice meal (Italian, impossible to escape) I went to bed at the same time as Toby, I was tired.
3.The next day I took him to a sports hall where he met a little friend, they played basket and ping pong
and Toby won the first price, which was a basket ball. He was very proud. Of course as he is so tall it doesn't take him a lot of effort to reach the basket.
4.It was finished at 1 am and we went to a restaurant at the habour to eat a huge portion chips, which was very good. Initially he wanted to take me to the pancake restaurant but it was closed. Again I had the feeling that he took care of me and not me ! When we came home his little friend arrived shortly after and they played the whole afternoon together. I had not much or rather nothing to do.
The next morning the little friend's mother picked them up to go swimming and I was busy with my pictures. Toby in the afternoon was so tired that he shortly fell asleep in front of the TV. That was the only trouble, to get him away from that thing, he probably thought grandmas are supposed to let their grandchildren watch day and night.
5. Nearly the last day we decided to do some art work. Toby is quite talented and has a lot of patience too.
We worked with clay and acrylic
The first item was a little hedgehog, then he continued with a witch, a spider and a mouse. The other things are still unnamed or modern art.
Then he asked me to sit on a chair showed me how to put my legs and my head and then he painted me ! I think he did it very well, at least my red pullover was right. My face a little pale. The head besides was a secret according to him.
After lunch we went to this huge library for all kid's ages. It's so well equipped with tablets, computers, games and thousand of books. I was a bit surprised that a lady in black greeted me, but apparently I was the only one. Completely black in an official place from the city I had never seen in Belgium, the women wear scarfs but not black.
Toby handled the computer or tablet like an old computer scientist, even the lady who was responsible was chased away, Mr. Toby managed everything alone.
And before we went home we made a selfie.
So it had been a very nice week, in fact it was the first time that I was with Toby alone during the whole days. Worked perfectly !
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