8 years

It has been 8 years since Mads was the stranger who offered me a lift across the country to go to a mutual friends’ birthday. Today, Mads brought me back 8 red roses when he returned from work, and now they’re standing on the window sill, lightning up the room!

8 years 

 I spent part of the day going trough the clothes that Frida outgrew. My brother and his wife are expecting their first child in August, so I’m going to send them what I think will pretty much amount to a full wardrobe for their first born. 🙂  The first size we used for Frida was size 44, because of her premature birth – I’m skipping that one and moving straight on to 50. On the other hand, they’re both really tall, so maybe I should pack 56 as the first size – or even 62? Frida is in 68 now – she may just be passed by her new cousin. Whatever, I’ll just pack a lot of nice things for them. 😉


  1. Ulla V. says:

    Hjertelig tillykke på jeres helt egen, specielle dag…på dén slags dage kommer jeg altid til at tænke på tiden der er gået og alle de ting og glæder man har oplevet sammen.

    Det er bestemt ikke dårligt for din bror og hans kone at modtage sådan en skøn sending tøj. Der er så meget at anskaffe den allerførste gang man bliver forældre ;0)

  2. Astrid says:

    Jakob – I know! 🙂

    Ulla – tusinde tak skal du have – ja, jeg går også helt i fortid på sådan en dag. Der er sket meget på de sidste 8 år!

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