mandag 19. april 2010

My world.

My youngest is a real out-door-kid...he is biking, skiing, climbing and so on...theese days he is playing with his kite. And he is so proud that he can.

Proud is not the word to use about his mum, embarrassed is more like it. "Mum...you look like a tourist" when I stop the car in the middle of the road because I saw a bird or a view or something... Or when I'm driveing by a flower-shop..."Mum!!! Drive on!!!!"

My Drummer, the boy "in the middle" was cought watching television in the middle of the day..and Frida...what can I say...



More of me at my photoblog


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