No Lenny for me.

I'm alone with the girls since their father decided to go and see Lenny Kravitz. This makes me a bit jealous because I listened to Lenny quite a lot during a period off my life and I wouldn't mind seeing him in concert. But that's life right now, give and take.

Instead Lovisa and I baked a chocolate- banana cake for tomorrows summer party at the daycare. It was fun.

After that I tried to cook supper while Lovisa tried to watch Pingu on DVD, it didn't go to well since her little sister insisted on turning the DVD off all the time. After I shouted "stop turning the bloody DVD off!" for the 10th time Lovisa quietly told Andréa "now mum's angry". That was it, no more Pingu.

Now I tried to get a stubborn Lovisa to sleep and when she finally gave in Andréa started to cough terribly (she has a cold, probably her 25th one this year) and woke up crying. Usually I wouldn't go to her right away but since she's sick I went in to check on her. She pooped, bloody typical. So off with the PJ, trying to find diapers and wet-wipes in the dark bedroom only to find out it was probably just a fart because I sure couldn't find any poop. There, that really woke her up!

In the middle of this chaos H was kind enough to send me an MMS. A blurry picture of Lenny. Thank you very much. Over and out.