The new Hermitage Amsterdam is closed, but we're wandering around the halls. I love museums at night.
This is the reason we're here: James receives the prestigious IJ-prijs from the mayor for contributions to the city of Amsterdam, by founding the Amsterdam International Fashion Week. Much deserved!
It was busy at the reception...
...but Helena got her chance to have her picture taken with James. Follow James at his new company Fronteer Strategy and on Twitter (@jamesveenhoff).
Where's mom going in such a hurry?
To shortlease someone's baby, of course!
Getting ready for the 'hold defenseless infant over the head' move...
And off we go!
Inspection to see if Liv survived the in flight entertainment.
Here the squeezed baby mimes: 'help me.'
Wonderful photographer Tessa Posthuma de Boer took these pictures of me for a Dutch magazine aimed at people in between jobs.
The article was about how to handle a crisis, so I had to look pensive. Deep thinker, you know it.
Meanwhile Helena (right) did her part for a better world by volunteering at a dinner for employees and volunteers at the Aids Foundation.
We all help in different ways.
We drove all around California last month. Here's a Joshua tree imitating Helena.
We stayed with friends and family, so we got in these kind of familiar Dutch-Indonesian-Mexican dinners.
One of the worst American-Dutch-Indonesian bands in rock history, despite the positive energy.
There are an American and an Argentinian in this picture.
And there are two Greek Americans in this one.
And there were lots of memorable sunsets, like this one over Santa Monica.
First, you give the youngster a healthy breakfast.
Then he eats a low calorie lunch. (Do other people besides Mercedes drivers go to In-n-Out?)
The athlete's diet totally works.
Well, not always.
But usually.
Grey kimosabe sticks close to the water. He wiseman.
While others, who shall remain unnamed, are off to New York and the California desert, some people like this individual stayed behind in Amsterdam.
Luckily for him, there were yet other individuals who stayed behind in Amsterdam with him.
These people were mediocre swimmers.
Exactly how Kate Winslet got away, while Leo bought it.
Here's the survivor of this wild Sunday.
When in New York with a teenager, obviously the first thing you do is show him an exhibition of dead people.
The second stop is the Empire State Building.
His hair's so long, I can never tell if Nicky is looking at the camera.
This is Nicky's surprised look when he opens the hotel door in New York and finds Guido standing there. Happy 4th of July!
Happy kid on Times Square.
Happy father and son. Of course, they'd be even more thrilled if I was there. Okay, *I* would be more thrilled if I was there.
Can you spot the serious grandmother in this picture, filming her son and grandson? We are so Asian, we film everything.
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