A couple of weeks ago there was a “rock the socks” event in Sweden: people were encouraged to wear mismatching socks to show their support for some heart-warming cause about how it’s good that we are all different, or something like that. I am generally not fond of meaningless feel-good actions so I didn’t rock my socks, just like I ignored Earth Hour, various Facebook campaigns to change my profile picture to support some cause, etc.

Because I ignored the event, the kids didn’t get a chance to rock their socks, either. But they saw others do it. Adrian loved the idea wearing mismatched socks, and it stuck with him. So now it’s not uncommon for him to “rock his socks”.

Adrian slept badly during the night. We had a late dinner yesterday so he was late to bed. Then he coughed himself awake several times during the night, and was extra confused because he was in Uppsala and not in his bed at home. By the evening he was pretty tired and fell asleep in the car.

He never naps otherwise. But tiredness + car + music is the combination that can still make him fall asleep during the day. Any music will do, even if it is rather energetic and loud.

Two little Easter witches went out with Easter cards they had made and came home with heaps of candy.

Rainy and windy and cold, but we felt like we needed at least a little bit of fresh air. So Adrian and I potted some flowers, and then we joined Eric and helped him change tyres on the car (swapping out winter tyres for summer ones).

Pretty typically, Adrian didn’t hesitate a moment when choosing between staying indoors and coming out with us, while Ingrid decided equally quickly to stay inside and read.

Pickup time at preschool on a Friday afternoon.

Bath.

The first one he had made at preschool. But when he got home he discovered that he had made a mistake – one of the bunny’s feet had one bead wrong. That was not acceptable so he had to make a new one.

Adrian in his cardboard box, hiding from the bright morning sun, at about 7am.