Mothers day a perfect day to get back in the game.

So if you are looking at the dates on this blog you can see I haven’t  been a good blogger. I was in the forest walking with my dog wondering why I felt like I had things to say but then would sit and trash everything I wrote.  I think I finally came to my conclusion…….I just want to ME!  Blogging was pressure, I felt like I needed everything to be perfect in order to blog.  Perfect pictures and amazing content.

I am so far from perfect…… I absolutely suck at house cleaning but can’t stand when the house is a mess.  That works really well…. not.  I drink way to much coffee and stay up way to late.  Most likely on my phone to much, I suck at knowing how to dress the kids for the snow.  I snooze way to long and then we run around like crazy people in the morning (this is my speciality).  I laugh when I really really shouldn’t it it is a real problem, and so much more. I don’t want to bore you with all my special gifts.

I am not perfect. So I am just going to be free!  If you like me……. you will stay…… don’t you might be a troll I just have to keep deleting…… just leave.


So back to mothers day. I had an amazing mothers day. Mainly because I forgot it was mothers day and had zero expectations (for my husband lets all be honest). I saw my husband get up early for a Sunday and  thought “thats strange”. I tend to take the kids on the weekends and let him sleep (he is usually up by 5am on the weekdays).   I see he is getting up and taking the kids! WAHOO turn over, spread out and take over all the sheets.

All of sudden I hear them all coming back up stairs…….NO!  Then I hear Coco’s sweet little voice we can’t say Happy Mothers Day to her she is still sleeping. All of them come in sing  to the melody of happy birthday but changing it to happy mothers day. I love it. They bring me breakfast in bed and then my husband had a list of questions for the kids to answer. They where so funny and random.  My sons favorite thing I do for him is his laundry…..ummm maybe I need to work on that relationship a bit more. Or maybe because when I tell to clean his room everything ends up in the laundry. It was a beautiful Swedish day (lets just take a moment and savor that) ok good. All sunny days here need to be processed because there so far in between.  So me and the girls went out side and made necklaces.   Ahh they where so cute Majken is so random any color any bead, any color on the other hand Coco wants to count the beads, color coordinate and is meticulous.

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Stefan then said the kids where going down to his dads which is nothing out of the normal (he is our neighbor). They came back and surprised me with baked cake. So we had a little fika and just hung out it was so fun. They set out my china and the girls just loved drinking out of them for the first time(I am praying don’t break with a smile).  It was so fun and totally what I loved… and I am determined to use the china more with them.   My present was plants.  Say what!   I am sure you are reading this and going what plants, yes I really wanted plants for the garden. Plants are expensive and not really top on our need list.  plus we had to stop and get milk shakes.  It was simple, it was sweet, and just what I need.  Happy Mothers Day to all you fantastic mothers.




Doughnut a first


Yes, this was Coco’s first time having a doughnut.  Lets say it was a hit and it hasn’t been the last doughnut since. I know horrible. Not really things I would like to be feeding the kids…….but sometimes they just scream our name.

They funny thing is I never ate doughnuts in America.  Maybe I was never around people that loved them.  At university we would make midnight doughnut runs to get fresh doughnut during finals at midnight.  Other then that nothing much.  When I got to Sweden people would often say  I got you some doughnuts (because I was American).  I honestly thought it a bit strange. I had never thought about the origin of doughnuts but I never really thought of it as American. Do you think its an American thing?  I know media in America portrays cops eating them, but I have never actually seen a police man eating one.

Anyways I looked it up while writing this post.  Yes it technically it is an American creation……. this settles it.

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I found this little information on doughnuts and thought it was to cool not to share.

National Doughnut Day started in 1938[1] as a fund raiser for Chicago‘s The Salvation Army. Their goal was to help the needy during the Great Depression, and to honor The Salvation Army “Lassies” of World War I, who served doughnuts to soldiers.

Soon after the US entrance into World War I in 1917, The Salvation Army sent a fact-finding mission to France. The mission concluded that the needs of US enlisted men could be met by canteens/social centers termed “huts” that could serve baked goods, provide writing supplies and stamps, and provide a clothes-mending service. Typically, six staff members per hut would include four female volunteers who could “mother” the boys. These huts were established by The Salvation Army in the United States near army training centers.

About 250 Salvation Army volunteers went to France. Because of the difficulties of providing freshly baked goods from huts established in abandoned buildings near to the front lines, the two Salvation Army volunteers (Ensign Margaret Sheldon and Adjutant Helen Purviance) came up with the idea of providing doughnuts. These are reported to have been an “instant hit”, and “soon many soldiers were visiting The Salvation Army huts”. Margaret Sheldon wrote of one busy day: “Today I made 22 pies, 300 doughnuts, 700 cups of coffee.”

Soon, the women who did this work became known by the servicemen as “Doughnut Dollies”.

from wikipedia

Pretty cool, right?  What a comfort food for the men serving.  I love history.

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