Went back to Brussels the day before we had to fly home. I wanted to look for a music box or some sort of souvenir. I also wanted a REAL Belgian waffle from Brussels.
Just a street performer
Waffle! It did NOT disappoint. It was amazing.
We made Tyson said by the little boy statue. He really did not want to. LOL
I loved this saying on a window in Brussels. Speculoss does make a day great.
Next up, Belgian fries. Commonly known as, frites. Fried potatoes and then fried again. So good and nice and crunchy. We were actually attacked by bees and it was quite a scene.
Me re-enacting Jeffrey given a fry. Andrew shoved a fry down Jeffrey’s throat and he started choking in the hotel room in Paris. It was scary and not surprising.
I ended up with a Belgian waffle magnet, Tyson got an atomium key chain, and Brian got a coin.
That night we went to Chi-chi’s. My parents favorite restaurant in Belgium. My mom stayed home with Andrew so we could have an enjoyable meal. Apparently the wait is slow and we all knew what that would mean if Andrew would have been there.
I hate to change Jeffrey’s diaper while there and this was the changing table. A dresser. It was barely wide enough to even put the baby on. It was laughable so of course I had to take a picture of it.
Tyson ordered ribs. It was a surprise but he did really well eating them and said he liked it.
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