Bed & breakfast
No one can replace the bond a mother and a child have, especially a baby. The way mothers feed, clean, and just do those motherly stuff only mothers posses the quality of. I have seen this so many times, it’s wonderful and the way a woman shines during pregnancy and later in caring for that baby is the ultimate poetry for my eyes.
Then we have us fathers, we’re a bit rougher, we lift up and play around with our babies, and that includes the wife too. This is also something I’ve observed and admired, the way fathers are playful, inspiring and introduce their children to new things, stuff, perspectives and all that. I’m there now, I’m that father and beside me is that wonderful mother. I’m happy to say we have a meaningful and creative life. The frame of the traditional family is no limitation. It’s the ultimate goal of our existence, the paradise and the state of mind we ourselves shape the outcome of.
OK, down to earth now. After the cozy moments in bed and the diaper change it’s time for all of us to drink water and get fed!
After she’s eaten it’s time to declare the inevitability of universal entropy to enter the kitchen. All things must out, slowly and neat, but organized into a chaos. This is the last look she gives me before getting to work.
Warm & Cold Schizophrenia in the news
Some sunny days hit us recently, but other than that, it’s been cold. From Scandinavia to south Europe. Meanwhile NASA says we’ve experienced the warmest month ever recorded in history. Feels like every month is a record breaking heat event – shouldn’t we have all melted already by now, or at least been half way dead with melting hearts?
Anyway, those few days were great and a lot of outdoor activity for our 10,5 month baby girl. She met some baby friends and we met some nice parents, who were friends we haven’t seen in many years. And there you are, without the beers and with the sweetest small creations crawling around. It’s better now, life is a progression to the greater if you want it that way.
Then cold again…
Just going somewhere…
For anyone who has a good relationship with their parents, even an adequate one, take care of it, spend time together. I’ve posted photos of Florens grandmothers and grandfather before. It’s a special feeling and a way of connecting the threads across generations. Lisa’s father passed away one year ago, that was one month before Florens was born. The last thing he spoke of to the doctors before entering a come was of his granddaughter. Needles to say, time is precious, spend it well and be mature enough to clean out and get over any family dirt that’s been collected over the years. There’s no future for humanity if we are going to separate us from each other more and more. You don’t have to be best friends in interest, but in love.
Remember that song Wear Sunscreen? Yea, listen to it again, good advices. But! Always consume organic sunscreens!
Be with your baby
I love showing things to her and I just hought of how long life is, and how much she will teach us in return. So much interesting ideas, creative work and all that awaits to be shared.