More Biscuits for Dad!

After a hard day out on the track skiing yesterday it was nice to have a peaceful night at home with the whanau. Katie has been a bit hard to feed in the past so I have turned it into a bit of a game, pretending to feed her only to whisk it away again (and then give it back to her, for the most part...). It has taught her to be a bit possessive of food and do the same thing to me when she has something that I want (without ever actually giving it to me in the end!).
She must have missed me over the weekend though because today she came toddling out of the kitchen with 2 chocolate biscuits, said "here dadda", gave me one and then gave me a hug and a kiss!
Either that or she wanted one herself and though that it was best to butter us up a bit so that we couldnt say no!

ps
Later that night she bit me and had a tantrum that lasted the better part of an hour so it isnt all fun and games...

No gloves!

The Grub is still sick, but I do not think that she fever anymore. The big Grub (that would be me) is now sick too. I think that I am overexposed to grubgerms. Getting licked in the face and similar close encounters makes it fairly impossible to not catch whatever she has got. Hopefully Dean didn't wolf down all of the Neurofen stuff last week, I think I will need some strong stuff to get through tomorrows meetings.

Tried to go outside for a play session just now, heaps of snow here in Ludvika, but the sessions have to be kept rather short since Katie refuses to use gloves. At -10 that quickly becomes a problem. The main reason for not wanting gloves is that she cannot pick up the spade, or anything really, with the gloves since her hands get so clumpsy. I can really understand her. The frustration ended in tears, and going inside. Can't wait for spring. Lucky we're spending part of winter i NZ next year, cutting the glove season a bit shorter.

Got to go and try to nappify wee McG before she wees on my parents new carpet...

Sick wee bugger

Wee one had fever last might so Dean has been home with her. She has not been a ray of sunshine, so he was fairly exhausted when I came back from work. They went swimming though in the afternoon (no fever then). Katie was happy, apart from when there was a queue to the hot pool. Fair enough!

Mum & Dads little helper

You know when you are in a rush and you are sure that the keys where on the table just a minute ago... With a Katie in the house you are screwed!!!!

After searching for about 1/2 an hour we finally found them safely tucked away in the garage...

Helping Mum & Dad cook tea used to be a favourite passtime but breaking spaghetti into small pieces and throwing them into (or in the general direction of) the sink is much more fun these days...

Thank you!! :)

Not really Katie-news, but I would like to thank you guys for my wonderful presents and happy birthday wishes!! (Sorry about the delay too! )

I love the bag, very summery too (I can't wait for more sun...)!! Katie loves the book about the other ark, and we have to read about polkadot piffles (in quarrelsome pairs), marmalade mammoths and sabre-toothed mice, and dirty old dinosaurs (not very nice), all day long... :)

And the CD is great (especially song 11 ;) ). Our CD collection needed something new, we are very tired of listening to the same CDs in the car going to and from work everyday, so it was great!!

Dean got me a cool green pulswatch and a training T-shirt. To go with the Pilates ball I got for christmas. Now I just have to start training too...
No, I actually got started a week ago, but then the whole family got a cold, and now Dean is busy doing last minute training for his race. But from next week on, I will get training prority. Or maybe we can go out together, and run around with Katie in the pram.

Dean went to the AC/DC concert last night. I thought that I would have a nice night too myself once Katie had gone to sleep. Except that she had no intention whatsoever of going to sleep. We ended up going to bed both of us at eleven...

Good night for now!

Breakfast

D: "Do you want porridge with a little bit of jam or a sandwich with a little bit of jam?"

K: "Jam"

Clever clogs

I forgot to mention last night that Katie counted to 10 for the first time. We had finished reading Hairy Macleary and I was going to turn the light off so she could go to sleep. I was trying to put the book away but Katie kept grabbing my hand and getting mad when I took it away. In the end she got hold of my finger and started counting the pictures of other hairy macleary books on the back cover. There were only 6 pictures so a few got counted twice! She got the numbers in the right order but it was a bit of a mixture of English and Swedish.

Blog termination effective immediately

If we don't start seeing some comments...

After about a month of blogging and nearly 100 views there hasn't been a single comment on anything that we have written. Interaction is the name of the game here. It ain't hard - just click comment at the bottom of the post and up pops a text box where you can write something witty or half witted. No user IDs or registration are required - you can either choose Name/URL (and just not worry about the URL bit) or if you really want to KISS then choose anonymous from the drop down box...

The student becomes the teacher...

Katie's speech has been coming on in leaps and bounds over the last few months but she hasn't fully understood that she is speaking two different languages yet. She was standing on a chair helping me make tea tonight when I asked her if she liked rice. She replied "No Dadda, not rice. Called ris (swedish for rice)!" clear as a bell. It's a bit hard to explain to her that she is both right and wrong at the same time!

Wake up and smell the roses

Here is that vallentines day photo of the flowers that Sara was talking about. When your nose is full of snot you have to get really close to smell them!

I was out skiing today doing the 52km Bessemerloppet ski race. I had to leave fairly early in the morning to get there and managed to wake Katie with all my rustling around right before I left. Not popular with Sara! Especially since she turned out to be a bit hard to handle today.