All dressed in white they kneel at the edge of the field. Peering under the hedge they look for something. Their behinds high in the air, to great amusement of some, while others look on, annoyed. Someone calls out for a new ball. Now the man in black interferes, with his face close to the ground he takes one last look under the hedge that has ( Read more... )

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On Tuesdays LB has her Monkey Music class. After, we usually go grab a coffee with the other kids and mamas/papas/caretakers. We got disappointed looks when I had to inform my newly-made friends we only had one more Monkey Music class to attend and then we'd be going home, back to Brussels to not return any time soon. Next week we'll be in St.- ( Read more... )

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