Our traditional Easter egg hunt.

By now the sweets in the eggs aren’t that important – the hunt itself is what the kids look forward to. I’d forgotten to buy candy to fill the eggs with. Luckily we had some leftover candy in the cupboard that Ingrid distributed in the eggs.

Ingrid hid Adrian’s eggs, I hid Ingrid’s eggs, and then the hunt began.

Easter in Uppsala. Ingrid and my mum bonded over cooking, of which we did a lot. And we painted plenty of eggs.

The corydalis are flowering, and visited by bumblebees.

It’s spring, for real. 18°C in the shade in the afternoon and warmer in the sun, and even the nights are above zero. Perfect cycling weather! Not too cold, not too hot. Even the ground is warm enough to walk barefoot in the garden.

I try to take a photo every day. But often I get so caught up in the day itself that I forget to take a step back and observe and document. I have this camera bracelet that I wear to remind me to take a photo. I don’t often consciously think of the bracelet, but I do notice that when I wear it, I’m more likely to take photos.

Teambuilding at work, with boule (petanque) at Boulebar Liljeholmen. Somehow my two-person team won – mostly due to luck rather than skill.

The game was accompanied by dinner, of course. Afterwards I was so full that instead of going straight to the nearest tube station, I walked to Årstaberg station along the waterfront. It was a lovely night, warm even though it’s only mid-April.

I don’t think I’ve ever been to that part of Stockholm before. It felt nothing like the city with its hundred-year-old terracotta-coloured buildings, and nothing like suburbian Spånga of course, and nothing like the cookie-cutter modern apartment blocks of Vällingby or Tensta. Especially at night, it felt more akin to the waterfronts of London: glass facades, and lights gleaming in the dark.

I borrowed Ingrid’s desk for a long phone conference (gaming was going on in the “office”). There’s a lot of important stuff here.

A beautiful day, and we went out walking in Grimsta.

When I go walking, I walk. The kids can’t just walk. They need games, challenges, role playing, entertainment.

Taking turns picking the direction we walk, for example:

Or turning the path into an adventure trail with obstacles to jump over or crawl under:

Or balancing on fallen trees. This one was quite challenging. Ingrid had to make several attempts, first from one end and then from the other and then from the first one again:

When we got to Kanaanbadet, we grilled sausages and marshmallows. These were apparently the best thing ever.

Workday breakfast.

I have no appetite early in the morning. The ideal time for breakfast is just short of 2 hours after waking up. So I normally have breakfast at my desk at work. Usually it’s a few slices of Eric’s home-baked bread, and a glass of nice juice.