Early morning meet-up in Delft with these lovelies. It started out with sunny skies but quickly changed (as you'll often find to be the case in the Netherlands.) The boys were cold (because they were jumping in puddles)- so, we ended the session at their home, colouring and having tea.

The poem that reminded me of this family has to be Ode to the Joyful Ones by Thomas Lux:

Ode to the Joyful Ones
by Thomas Lux

Shield your joyful ones.
—from an Anglican prayer

That they walk, even stumble, among us is reason
to praise them, or protect them—even the sound
of a lead slug dropped on a lead plate, even that, for them,
is music. Because they bring laughter’s
brief amnesia. Because they stand,
talking, taking pleasure in others,
with their hands on the shoulders of strangers
and the shoulders of each other.
Because you don’t have to tell them to walk toward the light.
Because if there are two pork chops
they will serve you the better one.
Because they will give you the crutch off their backs.
Because when there are two of them together
their shining fills the room.
Because you don’t have to tell them to walk toward the light.