Autumn Germs

I don't want to add any pictures to the saga of our "ill week". It began on Wednesday when I went to see our doctor about my caugh that just didn't want to get better for two weeks. He said I shouldn't take caugh medicine, it'll just make my caugh worse. Instead he gave me antibiotics and Calcium and some allergy medicine. That night Bella got a stomach bug and we were up all night. On Thursday took her to the pediatrician and she said apart from the virus, she's got a sinus infection. The same day Kevin complained in the kindergarten that his ear was hurting, so Friday morning off we went again. The doctor said, his ear was only a little infected on the outer part from swimming, but he's also got a sinus infection. All this right before a four-day weekend and holiday coming up. Friday night it was Patrick who got the stomach flu, so we were up with him, and yeterday evening my stomach was hurting, spent the night up, slept most of the day today, and now Kimo's got it too. He went to bed after church this morning...So far only Kevin hasn't got the stomach bug yet, but I'm positive it won't leave him out. At least there's no school to worry about until Wednesday, we can just keep curing ourselves.

Shinheads

Game over

As I am writing this, my Dad's plane has already taken off towards Milan. It was two weeks packed with programmes, visits and special times together. This was the last game of chess he played with Kevin. The children were so happy with him around, enjoyed his true bedtime stories, games of cards and chess together, etc. They were suprised this morning when they got up not to find him in the living room. We already miss him. Oh, well, all goood times have to end sometime. We're very grateful he was able to come, and that he is in good health.

Treasure hunt on Sunday at the Caves

Since Patrick got for his birthday from Nagypapi a real metal detector we had to go and try it out. So we went for a long walk on Sunday afternoon to some caves in the forest near the border. And sure enough we found some treasures. An old axe head on the way and inside the cave lots of bullet shells and even one live round. I was scared, but the men said it was OK to touch it. The children were all excited, here's the past haunting you when you're hunting treasures...

Quarry and Pan European Picnic Site

This was last Saturday on my Dad's birthday when he visited a few landmarks in the area. One is a big quarry in Fertőrákos where they have concerts in the summer inside the big cave, and the other was the place where the border was opened in 1989 to let the East Germans flee to West Germany through Hungary, the Iron Curtain was broken. It was called the Pan European Picnic on August 19. A landmark in modern History. My Father wanted to see the place, because he knew about the backround of the event, and how it all came about. Today they have an open-air museum there with photos and monuments like that door, for example.

Guinness Record

Yesterday at 10:28am over 2200 small children sang three songs continuously for five minutes. Three of those were ours, so my Dad made some quick calculations in his head and said that we contributed to this record 0.15% of the kids. Not bad, eh? There's also going to be a CD published with those three songs, so of course all the parents whose children were there MUST buy it, since their kids are singing on it.

Here's more pictures of the event at the Main Square in Sopron:
http://www.kisalfold.hu/index.php?id=1000191
just click on the word : galéria, and it will show you a bunch of photos.

It was a LOT of children!!!

The runner

Mr Patrick, our athlete in the family had an exceptionally sports centered day today. He had a gym class at school, came home, got changed, rode his bike to a park where he took part in a running race wearing his school T-shirt, rode his bike home, did his homework, got back on his bike, rode to where his gymnastics lesson was, did an hour of that, then rode back home. No wonder he's sleeping so sweetly in the room next door.:)

A weekend in East Hungary with Nagypapi

My Dad had his 40th class reunion (fancy what a young Dad I've got!) It took place in Hatvan, a town called "sixty" not because it's sixty kilometres away from Budapest--which it is-- but because the landlords used to be called that way back when. The picture with balloon faces shows the restaurant in the background where the reunion took place, and where we spent two nights as well. We also got to see the house where my Dad was born in a small village, and at the moment it serves as the village bank, so we got to go in and have a look at the backyard.
Kevin took a picture of us at the cemetery at my grandparents' grave, and no comment on the blondes...

Aladar arrives

My two front teef

Patrick's smile, prior to have the last of his two front teef removed...

Szent Janos Church...

Another view of the Szt. Janos church