We’ve got a glue gun and we’re not afraid to use it

Hola,  We woke up to a blue sky and sunshine today. In March it rained three times more than usual. What about where you live? We’re not missing out on great weather during these weeks and we all actually think it’s cosy to listen to the rain. But sunshine brings light to my mind.  Well, GoodContinue reading “We’ve got a glue gun and we’re not afraid to use it”

When life gives you lemons, throw them right back.

It’s been raining cats and dogs here the past few days. I could still sit on our balcony and do my stretching while listening to lovely sound that rain makes. None of us were really complaining. Alba and I even jumped a lot of puddles on the way home from school. Oh, the joy, IContinue reading “When life gives you lemons, throw them right back.”

“Sisters and brothers are the truest, purest forms of love, family and friendship, knowing when to hold you and when to challenge you, but always being a part of you.”

At this very moment I should be wishing for death at the Monday fitness class but instead I’m tucked in bed with the kids. Wille got a fever yesterday afternoon and has all night slept very close to me with a sore throat and headache. Poor little thing, the way he tells me that itContinue reading ““Sisters and brothers are the truest, purest forms of love, family and friendship, knowing when to hold you and when to challenge you, but always being a part of you.””

Sundays – sleep until you’re hungry, eat until you’re sleepy

This morning the man of the house left for work at seven o’clock. I would almost call that in the middle of the night. Okay, that’s not fair but it should be a crime on a Sunday. Up until the last minutes of Filip getting ready I was holding my breath and thinking “please, pleaseContinue reading “Sundays – sleep until you’re hungry, eat until you’re sleepy”

Alla pappornas dag

Some people believe in heroes, but they haven’t met our dad Unknown Idag firar vi farsdag på det svenska datumet. Barnen har tisslat och tasslat runt i dagar. De har på sina rum komponerat varsin låt som de skulle uppträda med. Wille spelade gitarr, en lugn melodi för att övergå i vad han sjunger “nuContinue reading “Alla pappornas dag”

En iskall storm

If the sea can calm itself, so can you Unknown Från utåt sett skulle detta varit en panglördag. Jo såklart, från alla mina egna mått också. Men så kändes det ändå inte för mig. Hur jag än försökte och önskade det. Och istället för att använda barnens limpistol för att göra mig en tratthatt förContinue reading “En iskall storm”