Here’s Liam in his Tummy Tub getting his bath on New Year’s Day. He really does enjoy it – he sits in it and kicks around happily. Contrary to appearances, Ivo is not trying to strangle him – that’s the proper way to support a baby in this tub, under the chin.
Or, you can support under the arms.
New Year’s Eve was again pretty laid back. We did have sparkling wine, but we were too late to get oliebollen, what the Dutch traditionally eat on NYE (no one seems to know why or have heard of the wiki explanation). But I was most amazed at the sheer number of fireworks that are let off by everyone around. It really does look like a war zone with the smoke and it’s really loud around midnight and everywhere you look the sky is lit with bursts of colour. It was so loud that I worried about hurting Liam’s ears when we stood out on the balcony to take it all in. But, like with most experiences, he didn’t seem bothered, just looked around and took it all in.