ROUND - a sunday background story on tuesday

Weekends are for LZA and her parents.
This is why I am not counting those days as part of the days with daddy xperience. The reason for this entry is that the family fell into a small adventure last Sunday which lead to these rounded pictures you see above this text. Because you are trying out your new "level of leisure" as we speak I feel the need to explain the story for later use.

We went out on Saturday to get you a BOX at a baby stuff store... [these things look a bit like baby prisons, but will only feel like that once you are actually ready to climb out of one]. When we finally got round to ask a store attendant, it turned out that a new BOX would have to be back-ordered; taking about 4 to 6 weeks. Your parents (in 2009) were not patient enough to wait for such a long time, so decided against buying one at that particular moment. We did however reach an agreement about the BOX shape and feel...The good thing about going out shopping is that it helps you to make mental steps because of the confrontation with actual dimension. We decided that you would most likely look the prettiest in a round box instead of a square on. [This is what people like to call thinking outside the box...in this case taken to the circular level.] When we arrived home that day we were left with a feeling of failure. Failure to provide you with the most important part of your horizontally challenged existence. So we did what your mother always does in situations like this...look on the internets. In this case marktplaats, which in today is the best place to buy and sell STUFF. Looking for the right BOX-model for the right price, we arrived at an address in a small town on our way to grandmother in the Hague. So the next day we set of on a tour of the country to get you a ROUND BOX. We did not think that this trip would take that long and that it would reveal the flatlands of Holland in such a way that we also realized that village life is not for us. We did discuss the possibility but I guess you can call yourself a lucky part of a living-in-or-near-the-city---family. The previous dwellers of the BOX were 2 blond little girls. The only small sneezy drawback was the fact that they owned a cat... which your we felt on the way back home.
After a good clean and some square sized improvisation... you were the proud new inhabitant of a ROUND ISLAND...

I hope it will have a rounded effect on your development... lets see if it gives you another perspective on the concept of enclosed protective surroundings...or box for those who chose to live their life within it.... Just yell if you want to get out... I will always come get you out of your BOX.