Beautiful day of skiing

Our first skitur (ski outing) of the season – with neghbours Kvammen/Hanssen. Gorgeous day, perfect conditions, and hot dog grilling. This was Karel’s first ever skitur skiing completely on his own. He didn’t stop once. Very impressive! We are very proud.

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The silly lady eats chocolate rolls.

Let’s see. Bjørn is out of town. Not just out of town, but in Paris. France. Surely spending the moments between delicious-food-consumption and delicious-wine-consumption wishing his beloved wife was with him to join in food-and-wine-consumption. ANYWAY, the point is that we had a busy day, and he’s gone, and the DVD I want to watch [...]

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3!!!

Our first-born baby is officially, absolutely not a baby anymore. We could still kind of pretend he was while he was 2 or 2 1/2, when there was still a little bit of baby-chunk, or some baby-ish speech, but now…. Now we have a little boy who makes up stories with his toys and jokes [...]

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Oh, the horror! or Death By Drool

Sleep is a big topic around here: between me and mama friends (how many times did [insert-child's-name] wake up last night?), between me and Karel (yes, honey, we DO need to rest), between me and Bjørn. Sleep convos between me and Bjørn make me laugh a little bit, actually. They are neither commiseration (as with [...]

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this and that

I’m going to be honest for a second about this house-wifey world I’m living in lately: It can be tiresome. So that statement is like the complete opposite of a shocker. The whole cleaning/food-making/kid-rearing thing aside, it’s mostly the identity shifts that wear me out after a while. One minute you’re a young and single [...]

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