Congrats!

Some people think that I lack inspiration, as I haven't updated in quite a while now. But to prove those people (who will remain nameless) that they are wrong, Im writing this on the spur of the moment!

Firstly, I want to specially congratulate Sofia because she passed her driving test today! I know how much you wanted to pass, and you really deserve it. Like you say, it fits! Third time lucky, eh!

Passing your driving test is such a good day! I remember. And for the next year or so, you jus wanna drive as much as possible. So beware of the roads now that Sofi is let loose on them, heh heh heh. Huge CONGRATULATIONS and the same to everyone else reading who has recently had this joyous experience!

On a different topic, I've recently been rebooted into the patriotic mindset. Was talking with someone about 'The Royal Tournament', a kinda marching band military tatoo, and my family used to go every year when I was younger, until the year 2000 when the labour party decided it was time to axe it and start a newer, cooler more ethnically friendly event. 'Political correctness gone mad' is the correct expression I believe. But it was brilliant, and somthing that truly makes me proud to be British. Im also reading a war novel atm, and its so strange cause Im completly affected by it. I get a lump in my throat everytime Im reading it, and thats most of the time, cause I cannot put it down. Its suprised me actually, cause Ive never been a big fan of those kinda books, and I avoided them like the plague during my last year studying English at college. That explains alot actually as thinking back the main bulk of the exam was about war literature. But this book is good, and I am well pleased in it. So, Go England, or at least the England that used to be (or maybe just the British troops!)

P.s. I'm practically a single Mum for the next week, so dont expect many updates!

To boggle your brain.

Chester chooses chestnuts.
Cheddar cheese and chewy chives.
He chews them, and he chooses them.
He chooses them as he chews them.
Those chestnuts, cheddar cheese and chives in cheery, charming chunks.

Around and round the rugged rocks the rugged rascal ran.

Sinful Cesar, sipped his snifter, seized his knees and sneezed.

And the grand finalee to give it all away...

Moses supposes his toes-es are roses.
But Moses supposes erroneously.
Moses he knows-es his toes-es aren't roses.
As Moses supposes his toes-es to be.

Yesterday in a nutshell!

Today was a drizzly, cold, grey day in Horten, and knowing that snow is on the way I'm feeling rather unprepared. The autumn has been so beautiful, almost like an extension of the summer.
My time in Horten is nearly up, tomorrow is my last day of looking after the boys, so this post is about a lovely day we had this week, and the usual antics we get up to.

8am, Ben is up and raring to go. Laura is up, but not entirely there. I have discovered a secret weapon, in the form of 'Playhouse Disney', and once its switched on and child placed in front of, it can render the child completely silent for at least half an hour. The downside is that I find myself singing 'Vi her en oppdrag' and 'en hyggelig by helt' and so on and so forth, all day long. Forferdelig!

Anyways, by this time, Timmy is voken, so we hasten to breakfast. Another strange Norwegian concoction, is Kaviar. Fish eggs in a tube isn't exactly appealing to me, but woefully Timmy loves it, so I always have a fishy lunch to look forward to.

By and by, the sun begins to shine so brightly, that it seems like a crime to stay inside any longer, so we all set out on a picnic. As previously stated, the sky was extraordinarily blue, (just to send that point well and truly home!)

Tim and Ben love being outside, and Ben talks nine to the dozen, about fairies, nuts, trees, lions, lamp posts, dragons, swords, and of course pirates! On the way home, Ben grabs my hand and says "Sliten, sliten....jeg er sliten"; translation being "Exhausted, exhausted... I am exhausted." Very cute, I'm sure, but I fail to see the humour as I'm pushing a very heavily laden pushchair, on an extremely rocky road, up a seemingly never ending hill!

Nicky gets home at 3pm, and the boys are always ecstatic to see her.

And so continues my day, in a very uneventful manner, but it doesn't bother me too much.

As my Dad would quote "Scrooge found that everything could give him pleasure", and that is because he saw things with new eyes, and appreciated every second given to him. And that is a big example.

I'm gonna miss the cheeky little numptys. They seem to look after me, way more than I look after them. Hope I'll always be thier favourite Aunty.

Ok, this has taken far to long to write. I'm being distracted you see, by Ben Hur, my favourite movie ever, and its quite impossible to concentrate on anything when Charlton Heston is glaring at you, with that lopsided grimace of his. He honestly looks like he's gonna cry sometimes.

Ahh well, that's all for now folks, but updates are in the pipeline! Snakkes.

Me and Ben get lost in the teppe, and tend to giggle an awful lot!

Tim wakes up so we get breakfast.



We went for a picnic, that day. The boys LOVED it!
Its impossible to describe how blue the sky was. I totally dig this little paradise I found, near to where we live. It reminds me of England in a way, what with its mighty oaks and rolling countryside.

Sofia came for a wisit! The boys lurve her, and she really is a jolly ol jenter.

Timmy boy!

The other day Tim, Ben and I went for a picnic. Tim and I played fetch. He really is a most obliging fellow!

Note, if you will, the extraordinarily blue sky that there was! I really wish y'all could see how beautiful it was out there, but no camera can catch what the eye sees! Being a blond in disguise, I of course tried to, (we'll say no more about that), but yeh, Ill put some more pictures out in the next post. Kos deg!

On the topic of pirates!

I'm oh so proud of myself for capturing this moment on camera. It is unbelievably cute, and quite a stroke of genius, I might add. You'll notice the concentration on my face as I desperately search for a way to get Ben to say it, and then he does! Awesome!

Travels.

Last weekend, I trundled up to somewhere in the North of Norway, to be re-united with some very good friends. The 'Three music theories' were together again, and the craaazziness ensued!

I don't know what it is, but if you give a group of girls a camera, the result is usually somewhat bizarre, with the participants choosin to look as ridiculous as possible. I think its marvelous. But the result is that all of my pictures of the trip are of us being foolish fools, and not doing anything in particular.

But, who cares if you look disgusting, freaky or just plain weird...the question is, who are you trying to impress?

"What serious rift, why serious rift... What the dickens have you been doing to the girl." That is specifically for Naomi:)

Asterix??
On ze train.
Ummm... yah.

Such good friends we have!



Brilliant...your an idiot.
They were always the stranger ones.

What happens if you drink blueberry smoothie?



Ahh,we all so happy! (Not quite sure why though)