...Mathea went to my sisters house, they´re gonne have a girls weekend. My sister 33 1/2, Helena 5 and Mathea 5 1/2. I had butterflies in my stomach because I know all the fun she will have, I think she had some too. This morning she asked me who decided that we could not burp at the table, was it Jesus....or was it...hmm...Jesus, mom? I tried not to laugh.
My man is at the stadion watching fotball. Heia Odd. I could hear them roar while I was out walking up and down our driveway, getting Alma to sleep. It´s really windy outside and flowers from the morellotree is blowing in my hair. The smell of spring. Life is good.
(The photo is from Asker Chirch ceiling)