On Petra’s birthday last Saturday, we decided to let Brynja join in the celebration and have her first bites of solid food. We figured this piece of cake was just the thing to break her in on. (I kid! Of course I kid! She had baby cereal, but judging by the look on her face,… Read More Milestone
… but if you put her in the driver’s seat, expect there to be consequences. I don’t guess Tage will be so eager next time to accept Petra’s offer of a ride.
My mom arrived here safe and sound this morning, minus only one of her suitcases. Once we realized the baggage carousel really wasn’t going to bring it around, no matter how long we stood there and watched, we notified the appropriate personnel. They took mom’s name and my address and phone number then promised to… Read More All’s well that ends well
Remember this post? Go on and check it out, I’ll wait while you refresh your memory. So yeah, it continued looking pretty much like that (actually, maybe even a little worse) for a couple of months, but we finally got down to crunch time with Onock arriving tomorrow morning, so Lydia and I got to… Read More Elbow grease
The Wii keeps reminding us that Petra’s birthday is coming up on Saturday, so Olof and I decided we’d probably better buy some presents for her. Yesterday afternoon we saw Lydia off to a slumber party, packed up Tage and Petra and took them down to Farmor and Farfar’s, and headed off to town, where… Read More Save the Date
You might get a sense of the general state of the children’s behavior at the moment if you knew that just now, upon my coming out of the bathroom, Petra looked at me gravely and said, “Don’t kick my ass, mom.”
Last weekend we were invited out to my friend Debbie’s place for a belated Fourth of July barbecue. While our host and hostess put the finishing touches on dinner, Lydia herded the little kids around this wide open space:
I’d probably better post the link to Tage’s updated page. Also, a teaser (perhaps one of my favorite photos ever):