Ingrid’s class had their studentskiva today. It’s a dinner for the graduating students and their parents, that turns into a normal teenage party after the dinner ends and the parents leave. The seating plan had us sitting next to the families of Ingrid’s boyfriend and another close friend of theirs, so we had good company all evening.

This was nice. I don’t often have reason to dress up, and there’s a definite shortage of dinner parties in my life.

Ingrid looking all grown-up and elegant.