efteling

(there is a little story behind this (our first) visit to the efteling. a few months back, Isabelle and i found a wallet on the street, with cash, credit cards... the works. Isabelle was of the opinion that we should keep it. her logic was that we needed the money rather badly (she had just seen a lovely barbie in the toy-store), that the owner had probably given up on ever finding it, and that since nobody had seen us pick it up, the police was unlikely to trace us. my logic was that we should give it back because the owner would be sad if we didn't (except for the little squeaky voice at the back of my head that kept screaming 'keep it, she's right, she's right, keep it'). so we traced the owner, gave her a call and she came by that night. with two free tickets. for us. to the efteling... which is a lesson in something, not sure what, ...but i am almost certain that Isabelle will be returning most of what she finds on the street from now on. anyway, we went yesterday, just the two of us, for the whole day. by train. it was a real 'expodition', as she put it. the longest time we have spent alone together since Toini's birth. and it was soooooo good... must remember to do this much much more often)