This weekend was a good one. KC’s mom was still in town, so KC and I were able to scoot out while P napped on Saturday and hit up IKEA for some stuff for the new apartment. We found pretty much everything we were looking for, and even more impressive — managed to fit it all into the back of KC’s new European car (his work gives him a car here — he’s so fancy.)

All of our newly acquired furniture is now residing in the entry hall of our hotel/apartment, staring at me like, “This is going to be so many hours of your life that you’ll never get back.” Those damn allen wrenches and instructions without words! The good news is that I’m going to feel so smart and accomplished after spending 3+ hours putting together a kitchen cart.

My brain hurts just thinking about it.

We are very much looking forward to our move in date next Monday. I can’t wait to fill you guys in on the details of our place and post a tour (y’know, once I’ve actually unpacked and organized. Which, with a toddler, should be like in… February? Of 2018?)

On Sunday the weather could not be beat. It was sunny and in the high 70’s — bliss. We ventured out to the center and walked through the flower market, which was so fun. There’s tons of fresh flowers to buy (and so cheap! Literally it was €3 for a bunch of 50 tulips. FIFTY TULIPS FOR THREE EURO.)

We wandered up a little ways to a cafe and had a drink and some snacks, including “bitterballen,” which sound totally gross but are actually weirdly delicious. Prim behaved marvelously which was such a treat, and the four of us got to just sit and watch the world go by for a bit. It was definitely one of those moments where all I could think was, “It doesn’t get any better than this.”

I assumed we would head home after the cafe, not wanting to push our luck with Prim, but she was doing so well that we decided to wander through the Jordaan a bit since the weather was so nice. KC gave P a little break from the stroller while we walked and wandered through the shops. She pointed out every dog she saw from up there, and when confronted with real-live horses drawing a carriage she just about lost her mind.

I have to admit that one is a tough age (so many opinions! so many feelings! so few communication skills!) but watching her take in the world around her and know that she’s really processing it now is really just the best.

We ended up staying out until past P’s dinnertime, and she held up just fine (even when our train was delayed and I was sure that the meltdown was imminent.) I don’t think we could have asked for a better day.

Now we just have to get through the rest of this week and then into the new place! Here’s hoping that everything goes smoothly and our move is decidedly uneventful. (insert those “goal hands” emoji here, haha!)