"Our House is Doomed"

As she rode her scooter around the back patio, J sang "Our house is doomed," to her 4 year old play date mate Saturday afternoon. She had just witnessed K and me sit down in the warm sun to take a break from the day before heading to a get together that evening.
With the umbrella raised over the table, we sat down to relax for maybe 2 minutes...maybe, until a gentle breeze (I'm serious, it was extremely gentle!) came by and just lifted our opened umbrella, ever so softly, into the air only to have it start to fall and snap the glass table top into a trillion pieces. K's leg was cut in a few places (no stitches, thankfully), and our 30 minutes of planned relaxation turned into 30 minutes of sweeping up minute glass pieces. What a mess!



We can't wait until we can get back to blogging our fun experiences in Belgium!