“A black belt is a white belt that never quit”

So Monday has come to it’s end and (read my question as Chandler from Friends would say it, the ones who know will know) could I be a worse mother? Wille was feeling better, he said so himself and he was teasing his sister like any other day. I asked him several times if heContinue reading ““A black belt is a white belt that never quit””

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”