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On Being Boring

I moved from London to Brussels with my husband nearly 10 years ago. When I told people we were moving, the news was greeted with bemusement: why did we want to move to a city that was possibly the most boring place on earth? Ten years later and I can honestly say that I've had more fun here than I ever did living in London. It might not be the most exciting city in the world but it is a fantastic place to live. It is full of hidden treasures that you probably never get to see as a tourist: wonderful shops, amazing food, great museums and galleries, beautiful architecture, a forest (yes, a whole forest), and so much more... And if that doesn't convince you, well, get on a train and you could be in Paris, Amsterdam, Cologne or, yes, London in no more than a couple of hours... Which other city can you say that about?

Monkey Shenanigans

Amélie was teaching herself how to do handstands. So of course, Charlie decided to join in… And shenanigans ensued.Luckily, Amélie will put up with a fair amount of shenanigans from her little brother. So mostly, I get looks like this from her:Which leads to big belly laughs from Charlie, as you can see.Do you see those nose and lip scabs? That’s from playing in the playground with Amélie’s friends when we went to pick her up… and tripping… and forgetting to put out his hands to break his fall… and landing crunch on his teeth and nose. It’s one of those things where you immediately run to gather up your child and hold them tight but don’t quite dare to look at their faces because you’re not sure you can stomach the bloody mess you might find there. So I usually hold tight and tell Han to look.Yep, bit late for the helmet there Charlie. Sigh. All these pictures were taken within a few minutes from each other. So he went from headstands with Amélie, to lounging around giggling on the floor, to riding his trike, to this… My pretty boy.Now before you think I put that in his hair for photographic reasons, nope. I didn’t. Charlie loves Amélie’s hair things. He’ll see one and exclaim “hair! hair!” then grab the hairband or clip and place it on his head. I can’t remember what the worried look was about any more. But I really love this picture.

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