Ask anything you want to know. Sorry! I claim ownership of almost nothing on this blog. I will not ask you for forgiveness. What I have done is unforgivable. I was so lost in hatred and revenge. I never dreamed that I could love you so much. You stole what was left of my heart.

Hade två frigolitbollar över från förra årets julkuletillverkning, och jag behövde lite höstigt pynt till tjejmiddagen förra helgen. Klippte små bitar, och stack in i frigoliten lite på måfå. Sjukt lätt, sjukt snabbt - sjukt nöjd! Förstår ni varför jag sörjer att det inte går att flytta Älvdalen närmre skåne och belgien? Jodå, jag är kvar.

Monday, August 27, 2012. Life when you are almost 15 months . Eating - without worrying about making a mess . Being content with sand in your pants . Defining a tragedy as having to leave a park . Sneaking quickly away from the scene of the crime before anyone knows you were involved . Being almost 15 months is definitely a challenge . Wednesday, August 22, 2012.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015. Taylor has always been a smarty pants. I mean, she knew all her letters by sight at 18 months. Hear me out on this. This next step in conversation is exciting and adorable at the same time. Sometimes she just sounds like a tiny little lawyer negotiating.