Tomorrow is Lydia’s and my monthly lunch, and I’m looking forward more than I can say to spending a few hours away from anyone who needs physical tending to.

While Petra liked Tage’s Indiana Jones ensemble enough to give it a test run of her own, what really captured her imagination was the idea of a Hello Kitty jacket and hat.  Fair’s fair, I thought when she mentioned it, and turned at once to eBay, where I knew that I could not only find… Read More Outfitted

Petra has been so impossible during the night that lately I’ve started dreading going to bed myself.  Every night is just. so. rough.  She goes to bed more or less well, but after a couple of hours–just about the time Olof and I head up for the night–things take a turn for the worse.  Her… Read More No rest for the weary

Our little neighbor boy, who’s eight, was hit by a car this evening while he was riding his bike on our street. The car was moving slowly, and he was wearing a helmet, so he came away with only minor injuries, but still, how terrifying. Lydia saw the ambulance and the paramedics when she was… Read More (One of) a parent’s worst nightmare(s)

A few weeks ago Olof signed up for a walking program sponsored by the company he works for, and on Monday he set out on his first measured walk.  The plan is to walk at least 10,000 steps per day, with a final goal of 750 kilometers–or the distance from Malmö to Amsterdam–walked by mid-December.… Read More Road trip

but the effect is much more Frank Sinatra than Indiana Jones, no?

So our server is down, which means I’m not sending or receiving emails, nor am I posting any delightful pictures of my children and/or pets.  Apparently there were some issues with it that Olof wanted to fix, and in trying to do so he made it worse and now it doesn’t work at all (that’s… Read More Technical issues

He looks like a hopelessly out-of-shape superhero here, like he’s fallen from the air mid-flight.  For the sake of truth, justice, and the American way, let’s hope that diet dog food does the trick, and fast!