Wednesday, December 10, 2008
The fifth sense
It is an intriguing world out there. And in here. Really! It keeps amazing me with all its unexpected visual effects, tactual sensations, sounds and smells. The only thing that can really be trusted, according to my lifelong experience, is the taste. It's milk and it's good.
Divided attention
We're often being asked to look into the camera. Good thinking, dear parents! That's really the best way to catch the moments! Anyway, we have decided to partially follow their directions. One of us looks into the camera, the other one doesn't.
We take turns.
We take turns. In the background you see the super decorated Christmas tree. It's full-blown Manila style, mom says. Adam has already checked if the fragile-looking birds really are as breakable as they seem to be. They are. Me, I'm looking forward to next year, when I'm old enough to test if the delicate capice angels can fly for real.
Visitors! Visitors, everyone! Visitors! (Part 2)
This past weekend, it was mom's turn to get Sally excited. Her friends from a trip to Japan, which took place over nine years ago, came to visit.
Annemie is from somewhere in Belgium. Or should I say Germany? At least she's posted to Berlin right now and her children (Jasper, who is one, and number two, who is due in May) are half-German. 
Sanne is from Rotterdam. She's some hot shot TV profile and our claim to fame when in the Netherlands (apart this blog being a smashing world success, of course). Mom has promised me to post a link to one of her shows when she finds one.
And Lisa is Milanese. Like mom, she works with development, but as opposed to mom, she's doing it largely in the field. Right this very second, however, she should be climbing Mount Kenya. I guess that's hard work too, even if it doesn't count like it. 
As you can see, Antonia was the one who got to hang with them. It was something about it being a girls' weekend. Thus, dad and I did boys' stuff instead, like recovering from that horrendous fever. Chickenpox fever, you may ask. And the answer is no. No poxes in sight. Just fever, fever and fever again. But not anymore. That all boys weekend did the trick!
Annemie is from somewhere in Belgium. Or should I say Germany? At least she's posted to Berlin right now and her children (Jasper, who is one, and number two, who is due in May) are half-German. Sanne is from Rotterdam. She's some hot shot TV profile and our claim to fame when in the Netherlands (apart this blog being a smashing world success, of course). Mom has promised me to post a link to one of her shows when she finds one.And Lisa is Milanese. Like mom, she works with development, but as opposed to mom, she's doing it largely in the field. Right this very second, however, she should be climbing Mount Kenya. I guess that's hard work too, even if it doesn't count like it. As you can see, Antonia was the one who got to hang with them. It was something about it being a girls' weekend. Thus, dad and I did boys' stuff instead, like recovering from that horrendous fever. Chickenpox fever, you may ask. And the answer is no. No poxes in sight. Just fever, fever and fever again. But not anymore. That all boys weekend did the trick!
Visitors! Visitors, everyone! Visitors! (Part 1)
Hmm... Perhaps you didn't get that pop cultural reference? Oh well, I'll help you out. It's from Cars and it's a travesty on Sally's (the Porsche) excitement about some travellers coming by Radiator Springs. Duh! The town along Route 66 where the film is set!
Anyway! We had Niklas and Emely here last weekend, and it made me excited enough to act like Sally. And I'm not saying that it's not because of the Hummer they brought me.
Or the catalogue which markets different tractors.
But not only. It was also because it was really nice to see them again. For Antonia it was the very first time. Alas, I was unwell all weekend, and couldn't show them around like I had planned to. I guess I'll instead show them around when come to Stockholm for vacation in a couple of weeks. Oh, you think they know Stockholm already? Better than I do? I don't think so! From a toddler's perspective, I'm actually quite sure they don't! Junibacken, here I come!
Anyway! We had Niklas and Emely here last weekend, and it made me excited enough to act like Sally. And I'm not saying that it's not because of the Hummer they brought me.
Or the catalogue which markets different tractors.But not only. It was also because it was really nice to see them again. For Antonia it was the very first time. Alas, I was unwell all weekend, and couldn't show them around like I had planned to. I guess I'll instead show them around when come to Stockholm for vacation in a couple of weeks. Oh, you think they know Stockholm already? Better than I do? I don't think so! From a toddler's perspective, I'm actually quite sure they don't! Junibacken, here I come!
A helping hand
Dad has had a couple of busy weeks at work. Loads of incoming visitors to be tended to and reports to be written. Adam and I are keen to help out and make things easier for him. (Mainly because we like when he's home before we hit the sack in the evening.) However, our proposal to assume responsibility for Mr. Bildt's visit in Warsaw, you know, show him to the playground, etc., was turned down. I think it may be because dad has such a high confidence in our writing skills and wants to make sure we use our comparative advantages optimally. Thus, I've helped writing an economic analysis on Poland instead. 
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
My homies
I keep talking about school, and yet, I haven't shown you a single photo from there. Well, I will immediately rectify that error. Here we are, the Bumble Bees of the English Playhouse. In the pic, I'm sitting next to Carla, who is like me in many ways. We're the exact same age, she lives on my street, goes to school the same hours I do. And her hair looks like mine, but longer. My favorit, Austin, is the dark-haired guy in the back.
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