*This afternoon Olof and I made our way over to the school cafeteria to cast our ballots in the EU election.  Olof is keen to stay up and watch the returns, so it might be a late-ish night for us. *I can’t help wondering why, if she thinks I have such bad fashion sense, Lydia… Read More A little of this, a little of that

Asbjørn has been plodding along slowly but surely on his weight-loss journey.  We took him to the vet’s office yesterday for an official weigh-in, and since September of last year he’s lost a total of 7 kilos (a bit over 15 pounds), or 17% of his starting weight.  Olof and I both think he’s looking… Read More Chums

We’ve had a beautiful weekend, with nothing but blue skies and warm temperatures.  The kids have spent most of their waking hours outdoors, and are now various shades of pink and tan as a result.  Tage’s neck, in particular, has turned a deep brown almost overnight, and it’s especially striking next to the white-blond color… Read More Sum, sum, summertime

The other day Olof and I were in a local department store, buying a gift for an event we’ll be attending this weekend.  At the checkout, the cashier mentioned something about a possible discount, I asked for a clarification, and she answered me in English.  That rarely happens to me–particularly up here in the hinterlands–but… Read More On not getting it right

These two are the kids who occupy most of my time these days, what with Lydia being so social we hardly see her and Olof being the go-to guy for all things baby. Sometimes we have fun, like this. Other times we stay far, far away from the camera.

and maybe even the second time (when I took this picture), but we’ve all got our fill now of Brynja climbing up onto the kitchen table.  It’s gotten to the point that we can hardly have her in the kitchen at all, because she will just not. stay. down.  The only time we’re sort of… Read More It was cute the first time …

but spring does come slow to northern Sweden.  All over the place I’ve been seeing pictures of blossoming cherry trees and hearing tales of fragrant lilacs, but this is what greets me in my own front yard.  You’ll notice that the trees are still disconcertingly bare, but it’s no small consolation that the snow is… Read More I’ve said it before …