Saturday, December 31, 2011
See ya 2011
While 2011 has been a good year, filled with visits from/to family and friends, learning how to write and keep our hands to ourselves, and making new friends, it's also been a good year to say good-bye to. Hopefully in 2012 Daddy (and everyone else) keeps all his organs in his body, doesn't need to visit urgent care (even though we had great fun with Holly while Mamma took care of Daddy this morning), and all bugs and rodents find someone else's house to live in. 2012 will be the year of good fortune. And time to update photos. Right?
Friday, December 30, 2011
Princess
It rained last night.
M: Nina, why aren't you opening the car door to get in?
n: The door's wet. I don't want to get wet.
M: Nina, why aren't you opening the car door to get in?
n: The door's wet. I don't want to get wet.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Monday, December 26, 2011
Why are NeeNee and Mormor crying?
Love or money
n: I'm going to marry a prince. And we're going to live in a castle. But I just want a prince for his money and his house.
n: When I live in a castle, it'll be jail.
n: When I live in a castle, it'll be jail.
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Christmas Eve
8:00 and Nina's still sleeping. And I'm all snuggled up with Mormor and Morfar playing in the playroom. A room full of presents and stockings? Oh, yeah, I know all about that. But my real present is playing with my grandparents!
Friday, December 23, 2011
Grandparents
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Sleeping arrangements
I've made the sleeping plan for Christmas. Mormor and Morfar will sleep on the papasan chair in my room. And NeeNee will sleep on my floor. But they have to be quiet and not wake me up.
Monday, December 19, 2011
NeeNee NeeNee NeeNee NeeNee
She's here. We're so excited. We have to show her all our skills and tell her all the things we know and give her hugs every 5 seconds and not let anyone else talk because she's here to see us.
(after talking herself for a solid 15 minutes without interruption)
n: NeeNee, don't talk. It makes me dizzy.
(after talking herself for a solid 15 minutes without interruption)
n: NeeNee, don't talk. It makes me dizzy.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Testing the limits
Santa won't really care if I'm naughty, will he? I've seen him, he's a nice guy. I'm sure he won't mind if I torment my parents by getting out of bed over and over and over, and by not listening, and by hitting my sister, and by throwing toys, and by screeching at the top of my lungs. HE'LL understand it's all excitement about Christmas.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Potty potty potty
Signs of readiness for potty training...
Tells when poos: check
Can stay dry for 2+ hours: check
Pulls down pants: check check check
Can sit for 5 minutes on potty: will 5 seconds work?
Tells when poos: check
Can stay dry for 2+ hours: check
Pulls down pants: check check check
Can sit for 5 minutes on potty: will 5 seconds work?
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Tonsils
We may have superhero identities, but Daddy is the true superhero for getting his tonsils taken out. Poor Daddy. He's sick. He needs hugs.
Decorations
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
This ought to be worth an extra set of presents from the great-grandparents
n: I'm excited that NeeNee is coming in a few days.
M: And then about 5 days after that Mormor and Morfar come.
e: And Bedstemor. And Bestemar (sic).
M: And then about 5 days after that Mormor and Morfar come.
e: And Bedstemor. And Bestemar (sic).
Superheroes
I'm Dragonfly Boy. And Nina is either Butterfly Girl or Badger Girl. But shhhh. They're our secret identities.
Money
Yesterday's advent calendar present was money. $2! Mamma suggested putting it in the bank, or contributing it to my teachers' presents, or buying a toy. Once Mamma explained that all the toys we wanted we couldn't afford, we decided to donate to our teachers' gift fund. Hugs from teachers and parental pride come cheap for $2.
No more bedbugs
Mamma and Daddy had nice people come and kill all the bugs in our house. All I know is that they made a mess of my room. And that the house was really hot so I slept in summer pjs. And I couldn't go to sleep until 10:45pm because I kept asking...
e: Who made a mess of my room?!
e: Who made a mess of my room?!
Monday, December 12, 2011
Lost in translation
Bedstefar says that "fart" means "speed" in Swedish. These speeds are just for him.
Sunday, December 11, 2011
But I won't eat herring
M: Nina, what's your favorite flavor of ice cream?
n: All of them.
M: And Ewan, what's your favorite ice cream flavor.
e: Doughnut. I like doughnut ice cream.
n: All of them.
M: And Ewan, what's your favorite ice cream flavor.
e: Doughnut. I like doughnut ice cream.
What happens when you're raised with no religion?
(shopping at Target)
n: I want toys!!!
M: We're here to buy gifts for other people. Christmas is all about giving to others. And if you're good, Santa gives you presents.
n: No it's not!
M: So what's the meaning of Christmas?
n: Nothing!
n: I want toys!!!
M: We're here to buy gifts for other people. Christmas is all about giving to others. And if you're good, Santa gives you presents.
n: No it's not!
M: So what's the meaning of Christmas?
n: Nothing!
Party party party!
Friday, December 9, 2011
Smorgasbord
The Blue Store had a holiday smorgasbord and a Santa Lucia children's choir. I was dancing and grinning and thought they were the best thing ever. Nina thought they were beautiful. The 20 minute line for food was kinda boring. And there was no way I was eating the crazy foods. Just give me lingonberry juice, meatballs and princess torte. A perfect meal!
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Holiday spirit
(Enjoying seeing the holiday lights on people's houses)
n: Oooh, what pretty lights. There's pink and white lights. We need more lights on our house. And candy canes. And stickers on the windows.
n: Oooh, what pretty lights. There's pink and white lights. We need more lights on our house. And candy canes. And stickers on the windows.
Dear Santa
What's the average number of times a day that I ask Mamma and Daddy to ask Santa for a Disney Princess Dream Castle? If you're Daddy's students, they'll tell me 'geranium'.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Trains
Misses
(yesterday)
n: I don't want Uncle Yo to come back for my birthday.
M: Why?
n: Because I want him to come back now.
(today)
n: I miss Uncle Yo.
e: I go wake up Uncle Yo.
n: I don't want Uncle Yo to come back for my birthday.
M: Why?
n: Because I want him to come back now.
(today)
n: I miss Uncle Yo.
e: I go wake up Uncle Yo.
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Ambidextrous
M: (whispering) Noah, look, Ewan is drawing with his left hand.
e: (switching pen from left to right hand). This is my right hand.
e: (switching pen from left to right hand). This is my right hand.
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Morbidly oooold
After swimming class...
n: My fingers are bumpy. But my hair isn't grey. So I'm not going to die yet.
n: My fingers are bumpy. But my hair isn't grey. So I'm not going to die yet.
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Advent calendar
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
A new leaf
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Uncle lessons
It's been so long since we've seen Uncle Yo, there's been so much we've had to teach him.
Like how to do fun drinking tricks.

How to do MacBensen gang signs (we're still working on him learning that one).
How to hang on safely while Mamma is driving.
How to spot clothing trends among the young.

And how to have a great time at the zoo.
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Generosity
Friday, November 25, 2011
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Thanksgiving
Thankful
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
SURPRISE!
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Gingerbread
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