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Hello Stuttgart, Hello Tews

I went to Stuttgart last weekend to visit Pris and family.  Taking a break from our Christmas tradition, I had told them I should probably give the some family time together and I spend my first Christmas in London, as funny as it may sound.  Yes I have never spent Christmas in London - even my manager knows.  He was anticipating me discussing me taking holiday over Christmas because I need to go Germany.


Of course I still needed to see them - say hi to everyone - and so I picked a random weekend before air ticket prices crept up towards Christmas.

Oh wow Sammy has grown up so fast!  It was funny how we met early Saturday morning.  I was sleeping on a mattress on the floor in their study and I heard him wake up and playing in the room beside mine.  Suddenly my room door opened and he wanted to dash into the room but stopped short of doing so because he saw me.  He immediately closed the door and ran away lol.  Later on I found out he told Pris "the German girl is sleeping in the room".  haha Singaporean lah, Sammy!




Little Gabriel (Gabe-Gabe) is also walking now!  Sammy can also finally call me by my name and not just "Linda!  Linda!"  He has a good memory and remembers "Uncle Kian".  He is talking so much now, such an energetic little boy.  Stephen mentioned he has lost all his baby looks and looks like a proper boy now.

I chatted late into the night with Pris and Stephan, just catching up in general.  I was intrigued at how they do life - having two kids in tow and with Stephan working.  Not easy at all!

So Sammy has been very intrigued by my camera and kept going to my bag and taking it out and hanging it over his neck.  He took loads on my camera of random stuff and after deleting most of them, I thought I'd share his little talent here of the pics he took.


First of his little brother Gabriel

I reversed the camera back at him and said SMILE SAMMY!

Apparently he helped himself to my camera again when I was not there

Yep that's me.  Coming into the room to see what he was doing
Sammy - you took my camera again!

Fine, take one with me and Gabe Gabe ok?

And he decided to take one of his blue socks

And yes… of my shopping.  (I always go Pimkie whenever I am in Stuttgart. )

On Sunday morning Stephan drove me over to his parents and I had brunch with Anita and Werner which was very nice.  Anita was happy we could have a proper conversation over breakfast in English, although there were some moments where we needed the English-German dictionary.  But other than that, all good :)

Really short trip, I soon found myself back at the airport, ready for my plane.  Also we finally remembered to take some photos, Pris and me, that is.  We had to coax Sammy to taking some pics too.

Me and Pris

This little charmer

The mischievous look here - he was eyeing the camera and wanted to take some photos

Ok last photo Sammy!  Auntie Bel needs to go!

Thanks for the hospitality again dear Tews.  See you next year and I look forward to seeing how much the boys would have grown then.  God bless!

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