Birthday boy

This lovely vacation splurge has its good reasons. One of them being that mum's dad, mum, sisters and brother all celebrate their birthdays in mid Feb.
Today was grandpa's celebration. We hung out in our backyard where the management of the Casa Candolim earned yet another gold star.
Then pool time. Bo showed off his skills. He's like a fish that boy.

Pool girl

I could get used to this. In my swim wear and all happy!
We are a team. Our project is fun and great. We are unclear on what it is. But we have tools. Sometimes we have discussions on deciding how to organise the work. And the bucket.

Bakom mina solglasögon

Having a big brother is fantastic. But I love hanging with my older cousin Signe. It is us chicks.

Beach shacks rules

I really love this place and our new routine is fantastic. We get up. Eat a pancake or two. Walk over to the kiddie pool at Signe and Bo's. Enjoy lunch at a shack on the beach. Play in the sand and then there is soon time for dinner...
...and I love running in the sand. Just like my bro.

Sweeeet lemon soda

Finally we could hang with our super cousins, Signe and Bo. We shared laughs, beach, meals and that sweet lemon soda. Everything about this was super chouette and a week long birthday bash.
For me it was the first time in the tropics. But even Adam was a little puzzled by the cows marching by.

Time machine #5

In the afternoon, we found Santa walking around in our yard. He was looking for US! Fantastic and his gift bag was loaded with great stuff.
Tosia's first gift was a gigantic Kinder Egg. She loved it and stayed focused for the next hour.

Time machine #4

Grandma is setting the breakfast table with our individual pepparkaka. This is a breakfast in our taste. Cookie AND sugar.

Our julbord (not to be confused with the smorgasbord - which of course is something completely different...) was a joint effort and it was GOOD. Most of the effort was actually done by our neighbours who gave us a lot of superbly done home made stuff. Non-vegetarian of course.
Niklas ate a lot. Maybe he had to do something later on.

Time machine #3

My responsiblilty was the ginger bread cookies (pepparkakor). They have never been better.

And finally came Christmas. And with that Grandma and oncle Niklas. And Ellie.

Time machine #2

After handling the logistics of three moves within a week. We enjoyed snow and our new winter garden.

We see great climbing potential in that new patio. And glass doors are always made of (security)glass. Whatever. They are great fun opening and closing...


We

Time machine #1

Hey there. Hellooh! If you think our life is just gold and silver. Think again. Sometimes. Like every other year or so... we move. This man was from a Swedish packing firm. And they are ok. According to our parents NOT near the standards of foreign dito.

Our parents were fortunate enough to have one move arriving and one move leaving (including of packing) on the very same day. Exactly three days after the BIG move left from Warsaw. They were sooo looking forward to Christmas, yet another two days later. The Polish truck both brought stuff and took stuff away. We were just happy about the snow.



And actually we couldn't care less about the turmoil downstairs. There were too many don'ts and don'ts. We were confined to dad's computer. There were cars racing. Adam is still puzzled though. Why did the green car hit the blue car?

Spider-boy and Spider-girl off for Goa

When you know how to fly like Spider-man, the two and a half hour Indigo flight is a piece of a cake. Or to be literal there were actually quite a few pieces of buscuits... Now Spider-boy and Spider-girl are heading for the beach. Surf's up!

Jumpin' Jack Flash

Sometimes I have the trampoline all to myself. Then I stretch out over the dirty surface, relax and just enjoy the calm. But for real, it is only when my bro and the other kids are around it is getting crazy FUN!
Here Adam is showing some moves with one of our best friends.

And here he's looking a little smitten by the camera. Well posed, brorsan!

Hanging out in Swedish

Hi. Can you see me? It is still me, Adam. But I am in a tube slide at the park. I like the park. We do it every Thursday pm. Well sometimes more often. But every Thursday we hang out with a certain group of other kids speaking "normal" (...Swedish). Me like.

Even though Tosia hasn't got any language preferences yet, it seems, she finds other gems on Thursday pm. Such as getting her mouth full of popcorn and buscuits. She loves popcorn and buscuits.

We also enjoy the swings. This is actually just a posing picture for dad and his camera. Our true love is individual swings. This s**t is plain stupid.

Changes

We loved Warsaw. But slowly our hearts are adjusting to this other place. It is easier now since our toys and the rest of the stuff has arrived. Before it looked like this when we were playing/relaxing.
The echo in the living room was though pretty good... And thank you mum and dad for bringing our big climbing toy in our check-in luggage coming here.
Ok, it is not a tivoli. But it is still FANTASTIC. Sorry to say. Stuff rules.
Musse et. al.
And no more echo chamber.

Outside fun

One of the wonders from living at an embassy compound is greenery. And we LOVE it. Of course some of the grown-ups keep spreading negative rumours that the 48 degrees in May and June might stop even us from enjoying the lush surroundings of our house.
No crib tour stop short of showing the pool area. For me, being born in Sweden it is part of my cultural heritage to be fascinated by a swimming pool. Adam, our family filipino, is moderately impressed. He claims it to be made for grown-ups. Whatever. When the heat hits our fan - I'll be back!

Our new hood

Where are you? Are you all good? Well a certain tiger stole most of the headlines earlier this year, but now we end our radio silence. We are here. And we are good. Please let us show you around in our new hood. First a few "after" pics of our crib.
Most important in our dining room is of course our orange breakfast table. Here we share müsli and raisins. Lots of raisins.