I posted here about last year’s 17th of May holiday in Norway. Per Christian was just over 6 weeks old and was dressed like a drunken sailor. We had a fantastic brunch with a large group of friends in Oslo, and we got to enjoy everyone’s traditional bunad costumes.
One year later, and my-oh-my how things have changed!
Pappa S is at work today – there’s no holiday here in Spain, and especially if you’re opening a hotel in two weeks. I’ve spent the morning in my pajamas, and I have no plans of changing in the near future. Per Christian is movin’ and grovin’ a lot more than he did last year, when he spent the day sleeping on various shoulders and pieces of furniture.
Here are a few more changes I’ve noticed since this day last year:
Our friends’ terrace in Oslo has been replaced by our own terrace in Gran Canaria:
Last year’s sailor hat has been generously donated to a furry little friend:
Our Norwegian brunch has been replaced by an intimate breakfast of fruit and Cheerios:
And a day off from work has been replaced by a day of laundry:
However, despite all these changes, our little sailor has still managed to wear some semi-appropriate Norwegian attire this morning:
Gratulerer med 17th Mai, Norge!
Gode minner om fortia hjemme er godt å ham med når nasjonaldagen skal feires andre steder i verden.Gratulerer med dagen og en god klem fra Far i Svaleveien
Flotte bilder ikke alle kan gå i tog og synge “Ja vi elsker”er det noe du vil ha med fra Sri Lanka…
Klemmer fra farmor
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