So I'm back. Emmie is crawling like crazy now and has also figured out how to stand up. What happened to my sweet little baby who would stay in one place.
It was great to be back in Sweden and being able to catch up with friends and family. I got to spend some time with my oldest friend Elisabeth (she is not old, very young like myself, but we have known eachother since kindergarden). She has two kids and her boy Viggo is Hayden's age. We were excited to let them play together to see if they got along despite their language barrier. However, as long as you are able to run, scream, fight, box and play airplanes, it doesn't matter. They had a blast together.

The Christening went well. Our neighbors, Alan and Beverly are Emmie's Godparents together with my sister-in law Jenny. Beverly had slipped down our basement steps prior to heading to the airport, so her entire vacation was spent on crutches, poor thing.

I've lived in the South now for 17 years, and one great thing about the South is that it's OK to say something bad about somebody. You just add "Bless her heart" and you are OK. I just added that comment because I said poor thing about Beverly, it made me think about it. Although a real Southerner would have said "poor thang"!

So I'm trying to add some photos from the actual Christening but it's not going so well. Things to learn. It's time to pick up the little guy from pre-school.