now that we are both working, we really appreciate our weekends. after a yummy breakfast in the greenhouse, thomas and girls chilled out in there for nearly the whole day. nice.
then somehow we mixed up our american mother's day, and thought that it was today. it was not until late afternoon that we realized our mistake. but by then it was too late, they had been spoiling me all day, zoe was making dinner, and mormor was on her way over. so this year we had the fake mother's day, and skipped the real one. works for us. i cannot believe what a big girl zoe has become, she can cook! and she is good at it too. there was very little help from pappa and it was delicious. thank you zoe!
and our little wild child has done it again. the other day i heard a bonk, and then a little cry, but then nothing more, so i figured it was not serious and continued doing the dishes or whatever i was doing. eilja came by laughing and playing a bit later, and i did not think about it again, until later that evening i was snuggling with her and i must have touch her forehead, and she said "ouch, my head" and i looked and sure enough, under her way too long bangs was this lovely doozey. tough kid. crazy kid, love that kid.
then somehow we mixed up our american mother's day, and thought that it was today. it was not until late afternoon that we realized our mistake. but by then it was too late, they had been spoiling me all day, zoe was making dinner, and mormor was on her way over. so this year we had the fake mother's day, and skipped the real one. works for us. i cannot believe what a big girl zoe has become, she can cook! and she is good at it too. there was very little help from pappa and it was delicious. thank you zoe!
and our little wild child has done it again. the other day i heard a bonk, and then a little cry, but then nothing more, so i figured it was not serious and continued doing the dishes or whatever i was doing. eilja came by laughing and playing a bit later, and i did not think about it again, until later that evening i was snuggling with her and i must have touch her forehead, and she said "ouch, my head" and i looked and sure enough, under her way too long bangs was this lovely doozey. tough kid. crazy kid, love that kid.
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