In annual tradition, we went to see Sinterklaas arrive at the Twins-club yesterday.

Our Tuur (age 3,5y) proved to be bravely outspoken (and thus utterly funny) when in speaking distance of the microphone. Odd how he can be so nervous upfront of *big* events like this (e.g like last month's grandparent-school-theatre thing) but then when the time is there, he's able to leave it all behind and be his most natural self.

Fien (age 5y) just insisted on being her silently charming self, more busy with looking after and making sure little bro' didn't completely loose himself. Boy they are getting big.