Sommer is arriving today and it's snowing. No, not that summer, or even the Norwegian sommer, but Sommer the Canadian au pair. She’ll probably think it’s relatively warm here and step off the plane in skiis! Anyway, I’m not going to blog about her as that wouldn’t be fair but really, who could resist the temptation to use the attention grabber ‘Sommer is coming!’?
Baby boy is looking forward to staying in every morning to have a leisurely breakfast instead of being yanked from the bed, fed, watered and nappy changed in record time, stuffed very reluctantly into a snowsuit to then sit on a pooey nappy (his timing is impeccable) in a car seat in the dark for the best part of an hour while his sisters get delivered to bus and school. Actually I could wax lyrical about the showers I’ll have alone, or the possibility of a trip to the cinema with my husband, but best not get carried away.
So Canadian readers – ok, the one I know of at least – if there’s any sort of Gathering of the Moose or Society for Maple Syrup Protection in the Oslo/Baerum/Asker område, please drop me a line. Now must go do some cleaning so she doesn't arrive, decide we are pigs, and turn and ski off down the hill again.