How many husbands does it take to change a lightbulb?

Ok, the answer is one, I'm happy with the one I have even though I had to take a picture of the historical time he changed a light bulb. As you can see it's pretty high up and impossible for me to change it.

But the morning when this picture was taken back in November, DH informed me in the morning that he had noticed the night before when he came to bed that the light bulb had burned. And to my surprise he walked to the basement to get the ladder and a light bulb and changed it right there and then. I was lucky enough to get a pictures of it!!!

But I guess this is a "once in a life time" thing, since a couple of months later our stair case was dark for over a week....

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Edit: should work now.

Sorrow

Risto wants a pet. Saturday night he started crying that he wants a hamster or a guinea pig. He really cried, tears rolling down his cheeks and his sorrow was so profound. I held him, trying desperately to comfort him, but knowing exactly that nothing could heal this pain inside him. "I want a hamster or a guinea pig, not a slimy frog or a lizard. I want something furry to hold and have it in my room and call it my own!".

I remember feeling the same way when I was a kid with an allergic mom and denied all furry animals. Now my son is in the same situation with an allergic dad.

Sleepless in Espoo

I escaped our testosterone filled bed at 05:36 AM. Are you asking why?!?!

Activity

Every time we go to the park it seems that our boys are the loudest ones, jumping, running, screaming, but IMHO taking the other children into consideration and playing with them, too. I think this picture of Tuomas taken on Monday night sums it up. The boys use the see-saw this way. I can picture a snow board fastened to his feet.

Easter

Skiing with Clara at my parents summer place. This crazy German skied wearing a skirt + swam in the lake (in the hole we sawed through the ice) and actually washed her hair standing in this icy water (and put some hair conditioner, too). Crazy!!!!

Picasso, part II

I guess that only as a mother I can see the beauty in this picture. Tuomas has drawn yet another picture of me, now with even more detail. Let me explain:

1. The line above my head is my hair.
2. The four vertical dots inside my head are my eyes and ears, and the fifth one is either my nose or my mouth. Tuomas wasn't sure about this.
3. The line on the left side of my head and the circle on the right are my shoulders.
4. I'm holding a bag on my right hand (which naturally is on the left in the picture).
5. Now this is the best part: The circle below my head is the combined breasts and belly button!
6. The line below this aforementioned breast-bellybutton combo is "not a penis, Mom, but the one you have".
7. The long vertical lines are self-explanatory.

Table and two chairs

We're selling this children's table and two chairs. I'm not sure about the table, but the chairs seem to be Aalto chairs. I think we're the third owners of this set, so they are not in perfect shape.Drop me a line if you're interested!

Edit: the table and chairs have found a new home at White Country.