Hyper-active!

Am I a builder, a cook (love making chocolate cakes) or a farmer?

,Just my head, where are my legs, body??

Rome

I love pizza, cake and biscuits and ice cream and chocolate...my parents love me for this (they say "no...enough"). Here I am in Rome...eating and posing for my portrait. What a hard life - running around...eating...Mamã and Papá said they were also celebrating an anniversary (what more cake and candles :-))

Germany

We went to Chuck and Lina's wedding in Solingen Germany and I was such a talker and dancer to midnight...I am quite shy though so I did not want to show my face in the 'official' photo below (not sure what 'official' means). It was a fun place with cars, big candles on the grass, lots of food with a big cake. The nex day we visited Bruehl where I am trying to be a statue inside the garden, showing off my 1 metre height. I am a joker now - I love to make people laugh and to be tickled.

First Day at School

Here I am returning from my first day at school with bags in tow and most important a biscuit in my hand :-). My school is called "La Fermette" and it is only 500 m from our home. My teacher is called Geraldine and we are a class of 3 year olds mixed with a class of 4. I have my morning snack at 10 am where I put my snack box when I arrive at school into a box called Poussines. I will have lunch at school (first week nothing...). I start at 8.30 am and I started to settle down in the class when at 3.30 pm I was sent to meet other people and a mix of children tall and big (older I think than me!?). Every morning I hang my coat under my name and after ensuring Mamã or Papá put my snack in the right place we sit down in the class room for a story. There is painting, puzzles and many things. I go to the gym on a Wednesday with Jean-Claude as our driver. The best is playing in the sandpit after 3.30 pm when the sun is out...

Eating Ice Cream

The sun is shining in brussels so I can use "Tiago's swimming pool" again AND eat ice cream...yummmmmmmy. My favourite word is "chocolate". I am speaking much more and using Mamã's language and Papá's language.

Summer holidays in Porto and1st haircut

Sand, beach, swimming pool, football, bucket and spade. I liked to play in the sand but not go into the water - it was so cold...but I loved to jump "1,2,3" in the swimming pool. I held my nose and 'jumped' in and out and in and out, I went under the water and came up blinking, clearing my ears and eyes and then laughing and smiling. I even paddled up and down the pool with my arm bands and ring...I asked to go everyday and all day in the swimming pool :-)
Yes, I have had my hair cut - the first time by a professional - I sat in a special high cushion and I cried as my lovely blond hairlocks dropped to the floor...After quite some time to 'correct' Papá's 2 yrs and 10 months of cutting my hair (who said 'correct' - I think he did very well), I started to like my new hairstyle including the gel - I looked at myself in the mirror and ran to tell the family, pointing to myself and saying "Tiago bonito" (beautiful).

Last Day at the Creche

When we enter the motorway at the weekend I say "not this way" as I think we are going to the creche...I recognise the route. Also I know how to get home that I can tell the taxi driver from the airport to our house :-)

Goodbye Cindy, goodbye Nadine and goodbye Super Club Des As and Maminou. It is my last day at the creche and I am sitting outside the house where I waved every morning to Mamã or Papá. I am now showing you my creation with more creations inside. I am a big boy now.
Mamã & Papá have told me I am now going to school...but, AFTER, the holidays in Porto. I know the school as we often walk and visit the goats outside the school. We also drive past it nearly every day.

Fun activities - Piscina Swimming Pool

Yes, I have my "own" swimming pool - I call it "Tiago's piscina". It's loads of fun - bouncy castle, slide, cannon firing, horn and the best part the water - yeepeeeeeeee. I slide down, I jump and jump... I am going every day as the sun is shining.

Then I like to have my "sumo"/juice...look at mu cute smile still.

My first pony ridy

Horse day - in Tombeek - loads of lovely horses - I had to put on a hat which I did not want to wear - and sat on a pony (small horse) and went around the woods. My pony was called Titan and was 8 years old (birthday 8 July). I also loved the bouncy castle and the sausages (I ate 3) and running around in the mud to see the horses (obstacle races, mamã called them).

I still do not want my face painted - what is that weird 'fashion'. I like to put my fingers/hands in the paint and down on the table, paper not on my face (although I try mamã's face/body creams)

Finger paints - what a mess

It is great when I can make a big mess and not be told "no", "stop". Yeepeeee. I think it is more fun to put my whole hand in the paint than just my fingers. I have started autographing my creations and am ready to sell to the highest bidder :-)

Waterloo Battle Reenactment

What a lot of noise of 'boom, boom, boom' and smoke and people sweating in hot suits and horses and bands playing...lots of fun. I walked up the 100 steps to see the big Lion which I could not see when I got to the top but there was a cool breeze in a sunny day. We saw more men sweating and I could run across fields.

Germany The Mosel, Monschau, Trier

Auntie Helena and Uncle Raymond came to our house and we drove off (avoiding the rain my parents said) to Germany (they tell me this is another country but I do not know what this means as we talk to the people, we eat, I have lots of fun and there are cars). We climbed up and down castles and walked a long way in the woods. I love "cavalitas" (on the shoulder rides).

Andalucia trip -

Sun, lots of lovely food, sand and no sun, lots of small streets and lovely old buildings with mosques (my parents called them). One place was a very big room full of columns and my mamã and papá (Cordoba).

So we visited Ronda, Sevilla, Cordoba, Baeza, Ubeda, Jaen, mountains, Granada, Almuñecar.

Train to UK :-)

Visited Grandma and Ti'pah with Mamã only. We took the Eurostar train to London - I like trains but did not understand that it was moving - I enjoyed eating, playing on the train and see a few cars/trucks outside passing by. Anutie Helena and Uncle Raymond met us - I was shy - not sure who those people are...At the house Lauren and Auntie Vicky also visited so I had a great play friend - we ran and ran around the garden, throwing and kicking balls.

Trains, trains, trains. I went for a ride 'on' the train with mamã and papá and heard lots of different noises as we went across bridges along 1 km. There were electric and coal/steam engines...

Czesky Krumov Czech

What a wonderful castle town Czesky Krumlov is...we climbed up and up an old house with very small stairs to the top where there were many puppets with strange looking shapes and faces and others of 'man', we watched a band and army below the tower in the picture where there were also two bears. We climbed the tower and walked along the palace...we stayed right in the town and I kept my parents busy running after me as I explored the streets. Not so sure I liked the local food but most places I could play...one dinner I went up and down, up and down a slide next to the table :-)

My first successful espresso. Well, I have been passed remnants from my parents for weeks/months but now I managed to make my own whole cup - a decaf, whatever that is - oh and also made with some extra flowing liquid from the machine. Anyone else for a coffee?

From snow in Brussels to sun in Porto for Easter. What is snow...it was all white in the evening and Papã and I built a snowman...then in the morning all the white was gone except the snowman. Then we took the plane which goes boom boom (bump bump) as it lands to Porto where the sun was shining. We visited everyone giving cakes while I got given chocolates - yummyyyyy. I think the Papãs enjoyed the chocolate diaper changing...We also had another cake with candles for Tio's 30th Birthday.

UK trip

I am hiding as I was not feeling well, too much of a hang-over from the wedding party the night before...I put on a brave face as we met everyone but I was very happy to take my suitcase later and take the plane home to my warm bed. A 24 hour flu.

UK trip

You can not see how smart I am in my outfit for Ruth and Tom's wedding in Hartington, UK. Mamã wanted to show me giving a cuddle and kiss to James but she missed the moment. I had a great time running around the house keeping the 3 baby-sitters busy as the party continued late at night.