Since Joost is often away on tours and concerts, he tries to spend as much time as possible with his closest people. This day was wonderful; Amsterdam treated you to beautiful spring weather, so you were able to enjoy your day to the fullest.

After spending the day with family, you set the table, carefully arranging the food on the plates while Joost, in his usual manner, stood behind you, hugging you and whispering poetry in your ear.

“That's beautiful, did you write it yourself?” you asked in a soft voice, as if raising your voice might disturb the peaceful atmosphere of the kitchen. Joost nodded, and taking your chin kissing you.

“Ewww, don't do that,” said your 8-year-child, who had rushed into the kitchen, drawn by the smell of dinner, watching how his parents are laughing now.