Today the summer seems to leave southern Norway; and it was almost not here in the first place! We have had about days of 20 to 25 degrees Celsius, which is enough for Norwegians to throw off (almost) all clothing and leave work an hour early. Tomorrow will bring rain; that's our destiny here on the western coast, and while positive thinking might help us dealing with the grey and cold weather, Lisa, it sure will not bring more sun and heat.
Mai-Helen has started to climb out of her bed. The bed is a...I don't know the english word.... but... a bit more than one meter tall and with wooden bars...I hope you understand what I mean. One evening, we heard a "thump" and rushed to her room; pretty sure she had knocked herself unconscious while falling out of the bed. As we rushed ino her room, she was standing on her feet, perfectly alright, holding her favourite cloth and sucking her thumb. Very cute, looking very innocent and surprised and we had a good laugh about it. After this we secretly watched her through the opening of the door, and she climbs out of the bed with perfect control. The last week has been rough, as she has not wanted to go to sleep, but instead just climbs out of the bed as soon as we have left the room. This has been a serious test for our patience, and we have failed on a couple occasions and talked to her in a quite angry way; which she understands very well, and has caused some crying, but it also seems it has helped her to understand that there is a limit for our patience with er getting out of bed all the time; today she fell asleep nicely without any troubles.
One evening last week I went down to the room to check on her, and I almost paniced when I saw that she was not in her bed... and the room looked empty! After a few seconds I could breathe more easily, as I heard some noise from the closet, and I went to get Mari so that we could go "find" her hiding place together. When we arrived back in the room, however, Mai-Helen had gotten out of the closet, and Mari suddenly spotted something brown on her foot....... right....there were pooh all over her foot and the beddings which she had been playing with....a lot of fun doing all the cleaning there I have to say. Can (not) be recommended... Seems her diapers had gotten out of their proper position probably when she climbed out of her bed...
Well... now it is too late on a Friday evening for me to get into a debate about religion, free will and other fundamental aspects of life, which I from the blogs here understand have been the subjects in some of your last comments, although it would be interesting for me to comment them. IT will have to be another day, though. I am so tired, as I have been alone with the kids this evening; Mari has went on atrip to a cottage about an hour's drive from here together with some of her co-workers; all women. Needless to say, I am happy I am home.... hehe... as the level of noise from 8 women alone after a glass or two with red wine is simply not bearable....
;and now....zzzzzzzzzzzz