Sunday bloody Sunday

Lovisa is still sick. Her fifth day with high fever. So H took her to the walk-in-clinic this morning. Only to hear that it's a virus and we have to be patient. It's hard to be patient when she's in pain and whining most of the time. She doesn't sleep well and the whole family is exhausted.

Luckily Andréa is a little bundle of joy right now and today is actually her "name day" in Sweden. To cheer us up a bit and to celebrate Andréas very first name day we went to "Second Cup" http://www.secondcup.com/ and Lovisa picked out a delicious piece of blueberrie cheesecake. She glanced a long time at all the pastries and said "Gateau!" (=cake, in French) about 10 times. Then she took one bite of the cake and left the table to play with an umbrella. I ate a piece of a very chocolaty brownie and boy, did I need that!

Tonight I'm saying a little prayer that Lovisa wont have a high fever attack and wake up. Goodnight...

PS If you wonder why I put the titel "Sunday bloody Sunday" for today's post  it's because U2 had 2 concerts in Montreal this weekend. We listened to them from our porch. And of course, it describes my feelings about this perticular Sunday pretty good to DS