As expected, she opted for the shoulder-length cut I think it looks really nice (it really is even at the bottom, she’s just standing with her head cocked a little). Click on the thumbnails below to see what Herself thinks: (P.S. Is it just me, or does she sort of have a Jodie Foster look… Read More Back from the beauty parlor.

Lydia’s hair is a constant source of conflict between her and me. To reduce the issue to its simplest terms, I want it combed and she doesn’t want it combed. She has an appointment tomorrow afternoon for a haircut, and I’ve put my best efforts into bribing her to take off more than the half-inch… Read More Hair today?

Banana Guards are the talk of some of my friends’ blogs lately, so a picture of this rare specimen seemed topical. I don’t know how well you can tell from the picture, but this is a whole lotta banana … from end to end it measures 24 centimeters (that’s 9½ inches, boys and girls!). I’m… Read More Too Much Banana for Just Any Old Guard

So tonight is Midsummer’s Eve here in Sweden. Nationwide, it’s probably the biggest party day/night of the year, but as usual, we’re not partaking in the festivities. Olof says he’s never been a big Midsummer person, so I haven’t been able to get the hang of how the celebrating is properly done. I don’t guess… Read More Holiday

So, we can all sleep well tonight now that Sweden didn’t lose to England. (Of course, they didn’t win, either, but why split hairs?) After sitting through the entire game, I’m more than ever convinced that I’ll never be a soccer fan.

It’s both impressive and terrible how dirty the face of a runny-nosed baby can get. Even armed with ten-packs of tissue and fistfuls of baby wipes I can’t stay ahead of the snot. It’s all over her hands and face and clothes and my hands and face and clothes and just about every other surface… Read More Hide-and-Seek

Earlier this evening I stood by the window and looked out at the sky. “It might rain,” I judged. Tage stood beside me and took an appraising look of his own. “It might not rain,” he said. It’s hard to say whether he has an interest in the weather, or merely in being contrary. Either… Read More Does he know something I don’t?

The first summer I lived in Sweden I got a pair of Skechers sandals and they’ve served me well over the past five years. Lately, though, the velcro straps haven’t been holding as well as they should and rather than try to repair them, I decided that a new pair was in order. (For the… Read More Out with the Old, In with the New