Previous Weekend was a weekend that had been counted down to.  It had cost us a few mild tantrums in the previous weeks because it didn't arrive quickly enough but finally it was there: the weekend we'd celebrate Kabouter's birthday.  It's the first year he was so consciously looking forward to the event for 2 reasons: he'd get presents and his friends would come for a party.

Once the calendar was marked Saturday, he could not wait anymore for a first present, even though we were still in pyjama's. 

In the previous week I had stressed about the fact to have to organise this weekend full of activities while I had to take care of the children by myself since Jan was in the US. But I had ordered some catering and managed to clean-up the house to a minimum. While I was picking up all the food, Jan set the table and we were ready in time to go to the city center for some shopping and a pancake before all our guests would arrive. 

And then it was party time and I don't think there was a lack of presents

And we had a ridiculous amount of food.