November 7th, 2003



We weren't prepared for Karin.

I joke sometimes that if we'd had her first, she would have been an only child. Anders always gets upset when I say that, though. We had it so easy with Martin when he was a baby, that we thought we had the baby thing aced. Karin pulled the rug out from under our parenting feet. She hit the ground running and her motto is still full speed ahead.

I wrote this about her when she was 2 years old:

Karin makes me so upset because she screams bloody murder when she doesn't get her way, because she doesn't listen, because she's stubborn as a mule, because she says no no no constantly, because she doesn't sleep through the night, because she always does the opposite of what she's asked or told, because she doesn't obey instantly (haha!), because she's so violent, and because she screams "mamamamammamamama" all the time! I'm sure I can think of more.

Karin also makes my heart melt because she has the sweetest smile, because she talks with the cutest lisp, because she is fearless and brave, because she gives good hugs, because she lights up and comes running when she sees me, because she loves to draw and read and sing, because she is so smart and responds so fast, because she makes the most hilarious faces, because she looks like an angel when she IS sleeping, because she always wants to sit in MY lap! I'm sure I can think of more.

My mom thinks she was put on this earth to teach me patience. If so, she's fighting a losing battle by inches. I'll be dragged to patience kicking and screaming. The thing is that no matter how mad we get at her, she invariably makes us laugh. She's just such a CARD! Her volume control is always on high and her little body practically radiates energy. Wish I could bottle me some o' that. :)

She and my sister's daughter were apparently switched at birth, because my sister is the tomboy in MY family, and Karin takes after her with a vengeance. She likes speedy shoes, and dressing up as a policeman, and playing crash with cars, and zooming around on her little kick-scooter. She's the leader of the gang of little boys in the neighborhood and gives as good as she gets. At the beginning of last summer, she tried banging the training wheels off her bicycle with a hammer because she wanted to be able to GO FAST, mama!

She's always covered in bandages, currently she's sporting one across her cheek where she was scratched by a bush. She has no fear, this kid. It's a little scary to behold, as a parent. But I can be happy that we've succeeded without knowing how in creating a fearless, independent, stubborn individual who stands up for herself and knows her own mind.

She'll rule the world one day, just you wait.

  • Current Music
    kd Lang—Summer Fling


I'll be testing the limits of my internet addiction this weekend. Anders is hosting a men's dinner party (Mårtens Gås) tomorrow night and they are going to be playing Superbike 2001 in the living room with two sets steeringwheel/joystick/whatever the hell they use setups. Which means the computer is being ripped from its comfortable nest of cables and I won't be able to get online the rest of the weekend until he puts it back together, most likely on Sunday after getting tired of my incessant harping reminders.

carrieb is in fine form tonight. "Inject me with your sperm!" LOLOL!!

Anyway, since Anders is having 8 people over for dinner, the kids and I have to vacate the place. We are going to a housewarming party, but it doesn't start until 7 p.m., and I have to be out of here around 3:30. Have been racking my brains as to what to do. No kid movies in the theaters that are suitable or haven't already been seen. Thought about going to Folkets park, but, if it's raining, that's out. Anders' mom called and invited us over for the afternoon and to go to Vellingeblomma (where we can overdose on the incredible number of ways to make tomtes out of that really heavy stuff that I can't think of the name of), but they have to leave by 4:30 as they're also out for the evening, and frankly, the idea of spending the entire afternoon and evening there alone...with no not very appealing. Although, I'll probably do it anyway, because I've been feeling fairly guilty about the lack of time we've been able to spend with Anders' family lately. Then again, when I consider the amount of time I've been spending with MY (first) FAMILY, I don't particularly give a rat's ass.

That was one of my dad's favorite expressions, along with "No shit, Sherlock!", that I treasure to this day. :)

Putting together and printing out all those images for kissekat made me realize how long it's been since I worked on my collage book. Must get started again. Sunday looks good for some quality craft time. I've probably got about 100 pages worth of images to print out for myself, and I promised to add links to the crafty_chicas info page, too. And, it will soon be that time of month again: time to get started on the AWC website. Thankfully, most of the activities are already in place for December, so it will mostly be the articles/news page and a few other things.

Thanks to the incredible generosity of a friend, we now have a working color printer, although it's a bubble jet. But it was FREE, so who cares?!
  • Current Music
    Tom Waits—Shiver Me Timbers