Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Freja: Convict on the loose!

Mette har lavet en del børne tøj på det sidste og idag er ud at vise dem til nogle butikker i byen. Blandt hendes kreationer er dette sjovt dragt som Snoos'en har på i dag. (Den er trods alt ikke en af dem til salg)
Freja har haft en god dag i dag og i gar. Livet er some sædvænligt for den lille pige. Hun stå op rigtig tidligt og skriger og skråler indtil en af os (næsten altid Mette) kravler ud af sengen. Så få hun morgenmad og leger indtil det er tid til formidagens lur. Det er normalt omkring det tidspunk jeg står op, men nogen gang har jeg det ret svært med at stå op om morgen da jeg er ikke noget morgen menneske og hvis jeg har været sent op kan det sagtens være klokken 11 før jeg vågner. Her på det sidste har jeg prøvet (endnu en gang) at går tidliger i seng, men lige meget hjælper det når Freja vækker os klokken et om morgen og skal har noget vand eller knus som det sidste par nætter hvor hun har været urolig om natten. Enten er fordi hun har urolig mave eller dårlgie drømme. Forleden nat (Skt Hans), da Mette sad ud på terrasen sammen med naboerne, vågnede Pipski fra mareridt og så måtte jeg syng for hende mens jeg lavet noget varme mælk. Det var hyggeligt og hun faldt straks til ro. Det føltes godt. Vi er begyndte at få en rigtig tæt forhold nu og nu får jeg ligeså mange knus som Mor.

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Mette's been making children's clothes recently and today she is out at showing them to various shops in the city on the off chance there is any business going. She normally sells grown ups clothing in three or four shops here in Århus, but since Freja was born has not had the time to really get much done.
In her spare time though she's been making children's clothes, mostly for Pipski, but also for fun, and here is an image of 'the Snoos' wearing one of Mette's more whimsical creations.

Recently Freja has had a few good days but unsteady nights, with tummy upsets and bad dreams waking her up in the early morning. The other naight was Midsummer and Mette was out on the terrace when Pipski woke up crying. It was obvious that she'd had a bad dream from the way she was crying, so I lulled her by singing to her whilst I made some warm milk (and boy did that milk go down fast!). It's nice of late to feel the bond between us growing stronger as she has begun to reciprocate the love and tenderness that comes with physical expressions of love. I now get just as many hugs and smooches (you can't really call it a kiss when she's gnawing on your nose) as Mette gets.
Life is good.

2 comments:

marinergrim said...

Take it while you can Moif because before you know it she'll be a moody teenager (or worse a moody tweenager) and you'll be the worst father ever. And Oh Boy don't I speak from experience!!

moif said...

Ha ha ha. That reminds me of a documentary I saw recently on TV. It seems that C scans of the teenage brain whilst looking at various images of human faces showing a range of emotions, reveals that teenagers are incapable of recognizing the full range of emotions in other people. Most specifically it was found that teens do not recognise an expression of fear, seeing instead anger or sadness.

I forget who conducted the test (it was in the UK) but their conclusion was that, the human brain has still not finished development before it has reached its third decade (and they weren't even sure if that was final)