A week in pictures...

I started the week at my hairdresser, it's few things that feels more luxurious than spending a few hours here on a Tuesday evening...

Cycling to work this time of the year means struggling through storms, rains, winds but also beautiful mornings, like this Wednesday...

Already weekend and the girls got ready for a birthday party!

And while the girls attended the party their parents got a date. A nice "fika" and a walk in the sun at Hornstull...

Suddenly Sunday and we spent it the best way we know, together with good friends.

Her first skull...

Lovisa drew her first skull. A happy one. Dedicated to her parents.

Andréas time at "the wild strawberry"

Andréa joined another group at her daycare after the summer. She left the toddler group with the smallest children and is now in a group with children between the age 3-6. So from being the oldest one she's now one of the smallest one. The wonderful pedagogues at "smultronet" gave me tons of pictures they took of Andréa during her fist year at the daycare. It feels good to get a glimpse of what my child's been up to during the last year, even though I love my work it's with mixed feeling that I spend so much time away from the ones I love the most...

From a small 2-year-old that just finished diapers she's now a big girls that dresses herself and is awake with the big kids...

My five year old...

Friday we went for Lovisas 5 year check up. She is a little, big girl 118,5 cm and 23 kg. Healthy, stubborn, funny and with an amazing imagination. When she blew out the candles on her cake I told her to make a wish and even if I said she should keep it a secret she told me what she wished for (of course, what fun is it to keep a secret only to yourself?). It was raining that last Monday and she wished it would rain chocolate cakes instead of water from the sky...

She also wanted a cake that looked like the number 5 for her party and who am I to argue with a 5 year old? She got so many nice gifts; a scooter, books, dolls, clothes... Her favorite thing of them all is a pink princess dress. She lives in that dress and cried tonight when I forced her to put it in the laundry instead of wearing it as a PJ... 

A very happy girl riding her new scooter in her favorite outfit while her mother is thinking: stop time right here and now - I can't keep up!

Happy birthday Lovisa!

It's unbelievable that Lovisa is 5 years old. It feels like only yesterday when I took her in my arms for the very first time that beautiful September day 2009. Thank you Lovisa for enriching my life and teaching me what it's all about. Again and again.