In the little village of Holiart we spend two quiet (well as quiet as can be in a house with 4 boys) days enjoying the garden and lots of cuddle time plus with Italian hosts great food goes without saying.
Gasper is their neighbor and he really needs a new barber.
Belgium benefits from a close relationship with France so morning brings pastry. Buttery, perfect pastry served with Italian coffee. Oh divine!
Kekko
Duelio collected lap time from everbody but especially mommy.
Now we are in the Brussels airport lounge and it was funny moment to see DFW pop up on our luggage tags as we happily wave our bags off. We realize we don't care if we never see them again after carefully carting them around for over six weeks. The job is done. Home is around the corner.
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