Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Four Generations
Growing up I remember a picture that hung on the wall of me as a 1 year old along with my mom, grandmother and great grandmother. I have always wanted a similar photo for Larsson, and during our recent trip, we took that photo.
Thank you to the photographer, cousin Oscar, and to Uncle Ove for sending over this photo of the four generations.
Thank you to the photographer, cousin Oscar, and to Uncle Ove for sending over this photo of the four generations.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Monkeying Around
Larsson, Deddy and cousin Hugo playing in a tree at Slotskogen after we saw the seals, ducks and elk. Larsson was pretending to be a monkey. Eww-Eww-Eww-Aah-Aah-Aah
Larsson was more interested in pretending to cut a tree down than watch the elk after the hike up the mini mountain.
(Gothenburg, Sweden)
Monday, August 8, 2011
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Lessons in Patience
Obviously, asking a toddler to wait for anything is tough. And there are many opportunities to teach patience and timing.
This week, when I have asked Larsson to do something, he has started looking at me, holding up his first finger and saying very intentionally, "One minute, mommy, one minute."
Who is teaching who?
This week, when I have asked Larsson to do something, he has started looking at me, holding up his first finger and saying very intentionally, "One minute, mommy, one minute."
Who is teaching who?
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
On the Farm

Aunt Anitha and Uncle Urban's farm

Gathering eggs from the chickens

Taking the tractor for a test drive
Monday, August 1, 2011
Anything to Declare?
We had a brief layover on our way home from Sweden. As we went through Customs/Immigration at Amsterdam Schipol Airport, we approached the agent desk.
Larsson happily said, "Hi!"
And then quickly chimed in with, "My poops!"
The agent said, "What?"
We had to share what Larsson said and the fact that he pooped his diaper once we got in line.
The agent quickly admitted us through the gate.
Larsson happily said, "Hi!"
And then quickly chimed in with, "My poops!"
The agent said, "What?"
We had to share what Larsson said and the fact that he pooped his diaper once we got in line.
The agent quickly admitted us through the gate.
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