I forgot to write about last weekend on the update post earlier this week.
A few of the Dutchman’s relatives from Rotterdam had driven all the way here for a week-long vacation. Knowing this, we decided to crash the planned reunion a day early and went off to the Dutchman’s parents’ house.
I’ve never met this part of the family, but I wasn’t nervous. The best part with the Dutch side of the family, is that everyone is very welcoming and warm. The first thing that happens when we pop up is being showered with hugs from everyone. It doesn’t matter if we’ve never met before, we’ll behave as if we have. Hugs and kisses everywhere. To the Dutchman and my amazement, Zoe switches languages swiftly and basically only communicates with English. Everyone’s baffled, but it’s natural at this point given Zoe spends a lot of time watching British programs (Peppa Pig and Pocoyo are favourites).
Apart from bonding a lot with the Dutch relatives, Jim and Nair with kids, Zoe had a great time with her two cousins Alwa and Elliot. They’re younger than her, but they all got along just fine. One started giggling and the next second, all three were giggling. The house was filled with them laughing and yelling. When time came to that Alwa and Elliot were going home, they all cried saying they wanted to keep playing. Anyone could tell they were all exhausted but seeing them cry over getting separated was both heartwarming and a little heartbreaking. Although it was only over night, it was hard for the little ones to understand they’d be seeing each other again in less than 12h. That evening, we sat on the porch talking until the early hours.
Morning came and things resumed from the night before. More family members dropped by and despite a heavy rain, we barbecued. A lovely dinner was shared and it was sad to go home, really. It amazes me how warm this family is. I’m still getting used to hearing the phrase “I’ve heard so much about you, you’re so sweet. Glad to finally meet you!”. I still remember it being the first thing Ewa (Dutchman’s stepmom) told me the first time we met. I guess next summer, we’ll have to get our asses down to Rotterdam.
//c_Cae; very blessed with great family and friends