Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Dutch Pop...

Now that's what I call a vending machine. As our days in Ireland dwindle to single digits, my wonderful in-laws are putting on a major charm offensive. Shortly after arriving home from our restful week in the country- and sea-sides, our children were taken from us by my sister-in-law Mary and her partner Kevin, and myself and CW were forced on a plane for a three day/two night trip to Amsterdam sans Dreadful Creatures.