We’ve had a beautiful weekend, with nothing but blue skies and warm temperatures.  The kids have spent most of their waking hours outdoors, and are now various shades of pink and tan as a result.  Tage’s neck, in particular, has turned a deep brown almost overnight, and it’s especially striking next to the white-blond color [...]

The other day Olof and I were in a local department store, buying a gift for an event we’ll be attending this weekend.  At the checkout, the cashier mentioned something about a possible discount, I asked for a clarification, and she answered me in English.  That rarely happens to me–particularly up here in the hinterlands–but [...]

These two are the kids who occupy most of my time these days, what with Lydia being so social we hardly see her and Olof being the go-to guy for all things baby. Sometimes we have fun, like this. Other times we stay far, far away from the camera.

and maybe even the second time (when I took this picture), but we’ve all got our fill now of Brynja climbing up onto the kitchen table.  It’s gotten to the point that we can hardly have her in the kitchen at all, because she will just not. stay. down.  The only time we’re sort of [...]

but spring does come slow to northern Sweden.  All over the place I’ve been seeing pictures of blossoming cherry trees and hearing tales of fragrant lilacs, but this is what greets me in my own front yard.  You’ll notice that the trees are still disconcertingly bare, but it’s no small consolation that the snow is [...]

This last month or so of school is always a tough one.  It’s not getting dark until after ten, which means the kids are all but impossible to get to bed at their normal bedtime of eight o’clock.  Which means that they’re all but impossible to get out of bed in the mornings.  And of [...]

My kids’ picture pages have been sorely neglected, the latest updates happening nearly a year ago.  Some of this was due to my own laziness, but the larger part can be blamed on my hard drive having died last summer and me not having access to any of last summer’s pictures until Olof hooked me [...]

Tage came into the office just now, fighting back tears and cradling his hand gingerly next to his chest.
“Oh!” I said.  “What happened?”
“I hurt my finger,” he said, and held out said digit for my inspection.  There was a small, red scratch on the middle knuckle of his left pinky finger, but it was nothing [...]