Another blog that you dont need
When you live in a very sunny country and you just want your child to wear the damn sunglasses. Obviously she is taking them off all the time to throw them somewhere or to eat them. Solution? A baby spring roll!
No hands were hurt in the making of this picture.
Yes, its slightly cold in the mornings. Around 20 degrees C (68 ish Fahrenheit). And yes, we can’t survive low temperatures anymore. The desert has weakened us.
She might not love me as much as she loves the baby. Our deepest conversations since six months back has mostly been me saying DONT LICK THE BABY five hundred times a day but they just love each other. And my baby probably tastes like sweet potatoe and apple purée most of the time so I can’t blame doggie dog. Baby is tasty.
I’m telling myself that since I saved her from a life on the streets I have the right to dress her up every now and then. It’s the same logic I use when I tell my husband not to wear sneakers all-the-time. I SAVED YOU! No, I didn’t but yeah, kind of..?!
Actually I have nothing against sneakers. The discussion is more “Please just wear underwear for once”. Not everyone wants to see your ass when you move.
When going to a place that is called “Butterfly garden” normally you would be prepared that there will be…that is right, butterflies! We went on a little adventure yesterday to something I thought I would enjoy with my daughter and some friends but it turned out I couldn’t stop waving my hands around. Fuckin’ hell, they were everywhere. In my face, on my back, on my head, was that one flying up under my skirt? Aaah… And at the same time I tried my best not to leave the place being a butterfly killer.
We got used to them after a while but we did leave some casualties behind. We didn’t mean to but being a baby and grabbing things, you might just get hold of a pair of wings and ooooops, we are so sorry mister butterfly. We accidentally shortened your three days long life to one.
Today’s casual outfit: Butterfly and suspicious baby
If you are one of the lucky ones that either have a baby or owns a rooster, you are blessed with the 5 am wake up calls. I remember the days when I used the snooze button. Actually, no I dont. Today the weather was cool enough for a morning stroll. I packed up baby and dog and went for a walk in flipflops and my pajamas. There are so many nationalities in my neighborhood. One mans pajama, another ones outfit of the day.
I read somewhere that in China people go out in their pajamas to show it off. The motto is if you are rich enough to own a pajamas you better show it off. This was something of a problem during the Olympics in Beijing 2008 where the committee urged the Chinese people to stop running around in their sleeping outfits as it made the nation look slightly…sleepy(?)
