Still no camera. but an opportunity for more pictures that didn’t make it to the blog back then… these shots are by Vilja. She’s rocking moms camera.
Left my camera at aunt Siggas place a few days ago… But I have piles of pictures lying around. that newer makes it to the blog. like these -from back in July. Ahh, those were the days. Ice cream, coffee all over the place :) the one with sprinkles, licorice-ice cream and strawberry jam is a Vilja-special.
This was before we moved to Copenhagen. Pink is still her very favorite!
Materials: toilet paper roll, glue gun, deco tape, bows/diamonds/beads and elastic cord.
We threw Kornelius a birthday party last Friday. His real birthday is tomorrow. but Vilja doesn’t know and because shes spending this week at Anders place we decided to make it a pretend birthday while she was here instead.
Kornelius had a blast. He got power tools!
It seems almost unnatural. but we still have raspberries in the garden… Don’t they know it’s almost winter?
And with all this new space in the living room Vilja has gotten a princess-like corner of her own..
Vilja is not into scary things -still in her princess phase as you can see. She decided to make herself a happy hello kitty pumpkin.
While Kornelius is being put to bed Michael and Vilja needs to be quiet. They read books and play puzzles in the ‘kitchen’ surrounded by tools, paint and dust…
Saturday or Thursday I barely notice the difference. Everyday is spend working on the house.., Well almost everyday. yesterday we paid Samsø a visit.
Vilja and I made curtains for her playhouse today.
Placing a new floor in our outside-living-room (once carport). The kids loves to spend time outside and this place makes it possible even when the weather is not on our side.
You can see the guest house on the left where Matthias (Michaels son) lives when he’s visiting and the back of the circus-caravan in the background on the right.
While Vilja and I make muffins. Michael tears down the house walls.
In front of the beach house there’s this beautiful sunflower. My mom and I had a special thing about sunflowers. Our flower, we used to say when I was little.
Every time I pass it my head goes: Hi mom :)
Grandma Jonna (Michaels mom) brought us apples today…. Look at all those greasy baby fingers on our mirror, wups.