In early November myself and the boys took a short trip to Prague. Howard and Kathleen were kind enough to loan us their flat while they were in Zagreb. Shame we couldn't see them, but we were glad of the touches - James' stairgate, in particular - that have been added since our last trip in summer. The boys settled in immediately and soon finished the colouring books K had left for them. Alastair discovered Howard's piano, though I didn't know what the agreement was with the neighbours so we only "played" it a few times. He also loved listening to some of Howard's music collection and stomping on the wooden floors. Gregor, on the other hand, was surprisingly quieter and showed great potential in couch potato-ness.
Here they are enjoying a Fireman Sam dvd.
And on the stairs, ready to brave the chilly outside.
A view of Strahov stadium from the balcony. Amazing how much space there still is to cram in more apartments on that hillside.
Since it got dark by 4, it was easy to convince the boys that bedtime was nigh. We got into a little ritual of letting off steam on the balcony first, though.
And on the last night, Zuzana came to visit.
Another first for us: a pillow fight! Judging from the giggles and shrieks coming from the boys I think that Zuzana has inflicted similar torture on her (grand)children. I shall endeavour to emulate such examples.
Particularly when it knocked them out so nicely.
No comments:
Post a Comment