OK, it’s officially Autumn. Not because it's been less than 10C for five days in a row, but because I have carried out the biannual Cellar Mission. I have delved, cast aside things I never will understand why we kept, and hauled up dust-smelling carrier bags full of musty jackets and cheesy boots. I hope and pray there are a few pairs of matching gloves to be found when I work myself up to the next stage: getting the kids to actually try the winter attire on.
to my world with 4 boys (13, 11,8, 3 years old) and my 5 year old daughter. We are doing our best to learn in the 'school of life' in English, but due to bureaucratic nightmares, education in Swedish is mostly conventional. Any (constructive) comments most welcome..