It was Saturday the 13th of February. The trees were covered in frost this morning. It was so pretty and unusual that we decided to take a little detour with the car to the river to really enjoy the beautiful surroundings.
Just look at the red sign in all the white. Wow!
I had been talking about IKEA all morning so I was very excited when mom finally gave in and let daddy drive there. But, mom said, we don't really need anything from there. What on earth did she mean? There is always something you need at IKEA and on top of that they have the best free in-door playground I have ever experienced! I played "fru Elsie" (=home maker Elsie), and cooked and baked all sorts of things....
Then, when we got home, we started baking for real. It was so fun to stir the flour and other ingredients together.
What? There is flour and dough on the floor? Well, what else do you expect from someone who has put her whole heart and soul into the baking? It's intense, I tell you.
After all the stirring and cookie making I got a bit tired so mom had to finish by herself. The heart cookie in the right hand corner is made by me though. Perhaps not a flawless execution, but it's made with LOVE!
It was Saturday the 13th of February. The trees were covered in frost this morning. It was so pretty and unusual that we decided to take a little detour with the car to the river to really enjoy the beautiful surroundings. 
Just look at the red sign in all the white. Wow!
I had been talking about IKEA all morning so I was very excited when mom finally gave in and let daddy drive there. But, mom said, we don't really need anything from there. What on earth did she mean? There is always something you need at IKEA and on top of that they have the best free in-door playground I have ever experienced! I played "fru Elsie" (=home maker Elsie), and cooked and baked all sorts of things....
Then, when we got home, we started baking for real. It was so fun to stir the flour and other ingredients together.
What? There is flour and dough on the floor? Well, what else do you expect from someone who has put her whole heart and soul into the baking? It's intense, I tell you.
After all the stirring and cookie making I got a bit tired so mom had to finish by herself. The heart cookie in the right hand corner is made by me though. Perhaps not a flawless execution, but it's made with LOVE!
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