Date Night

This weekend my love and I had another date night (finally). We went to the local festival Suikerrock, had dinner & drinks with friends and watched The Kaiser Chiefs and Sting. During Sting a big storm started, we got soaking wet, but we kept on dancing to 'Roxanne' and we really felt alive! It was a great moment!
It was nice to spend some time with my love and my friends without the baby stealing all the attention (just kidding). The next day we took O for a walk to the festival, she wants to be part of the gang, you know.

Moules Frites

The first ones of the season. We all loved it!

The Godmothers

Yesterday the godmothers took their godchildren out for a swim in the lake.
O is starting to like walking when you hold her hands, even in the water. The only problem is that she tries to do steps of 1 meter with her little legs. It was a fun afternoon.

Festival Fever

In the little town where I grew up (and where we are living now) there was only one highlight every year: Suikerrock (Sugar Rock). The 3 most important days of the year! When I was young(er) (read teenager-early 20ies) it was so much fun, you could see all your friends, all the people you lost sight of, all the people who at one point had a crush on you or vice versa - so you had to look your coolest. It was fun, let me tell you. You didn't have to text or call people to see where they were, because you knew where they were: At Suikerrock! Lots of memorable nights and music and drinks and - how the *** did I get home- moments! I'm sure my friends will know this feeling.
Oh Nostalgia!
Certainly now, because O will also grow up here and I hope that when she is old enough- she will make her own memories here! 
(But drink less- but seen her fascination with beer, I'm not sure)

Entre Amis

My hubby's friends have spread out all over the world, but they still manage to see each other once in a while. This weekend was a Spanish, Japanese, Belgian - French reunion in a little village in the Tarn. The weekend was all about friendship, good food (everything we ate was home-grown and home-made), Pastis & wine. We really felt welcome in the home of Louis & Nelly. It was the first reunion with all the kiddies and funny fact: the 3 French friends all married (or almost) women from other countries!
The story of how real friendship can exist- no matter how many kilometres between them.