Circus In Town

One of the kindergarten head sisters – Sister Veronika – had her birthday on Monday and since for her giving is of course better than receiving, she gave us a ticket for the famous Circus Roncalli.



I approached going to the circus with both boys by myself as a self-experiment and I have to admit it was exhausting, but it went much better than expected. We only lost a bag of popcorn, no other major incidents or hissy fits. It was just really warm with those two little fidgets both sitting on my lap.



Yes, Karl is a spoiled brat this week. And he enjoys it. He also got a replacement bag of popcorn (which I ate later).



Henri grew out of the bike trailer baby sling and is now proudly sitting in there like one of the big kids.